• Author - Paperback_Writer
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  • Site Rank - 259 of 2955
  • Story Codes - M-f, blackmail, non-consensual, bondage, breathplay, extreme, humiliation, kidnapping, predicament, torture, violent
  • Post Date - 9/20/2015

Author's Note: The main fictional character is based on a real character. I decided to do this because I felt it would've been weird to use the real character as the protagonist. Nevertheless, it shouldn't be too hard to see the similarities, that's if you are aware of the real person's account. This is my first attempt at writing, so please feel free to criticize. Harsh or good, it doesn't matter. I will be writing more chapters in the future. This is a story I plan on finishing one day. Thank you.

Chapter 1

Leah wasn't going to be like the others.

He knew, in his heart of hearts, she was going to be a pleasant surprise.

If not, well... he thought, she'll still be fun to play with.

Alfred Aimes stood outside the cage, staring at his latest possession. She was young, beautiful, and successful. Her name was Leah. But a lot of her fans know her as SsshotgunEagle. That was her personality screen name she used when she recorded herself playing video games and talked about whatever. Alfred enjoyed watching her videos online and would fantasize (like a lot of the other male viewers, no doubt) about what he would like to do with her if he ever had the chance. His fantasies weren't similar to most men however.

Alfred Aimes wasn't your average serial rapist. He wouldn't impulsively snatch a girl off the streets if she looked attractive. It wasn't his style to drag her to an alley for a few minutes of sexual, forced satisfaction. No, Alfred was meticulous when it came to having his way with his victims.

Alfred would spend countless hours, days, weeks, and months, coming up with a plan to obtain his latest target. He relied on his strict discipline to help him be patient and execute his plan at the right time. His latest plan, however, took longer than usual because of his victim's high profile.

As an up-and-coming online celebrity, SsshotgunEagle was known for being a hardcore female video gamer. Her looks and personality were huge factors to her quick rise in fame. Leah was white, 5'5", long black hair, dark brown eyes, and a slim body to go with it. Her C-cups were gorgeous with an amazing ass to go along with it. Many at first thought she was your average bimbo, looking to attract a wide audience by being that cool, hot chick who, surprisingly, loves to play video games. It wasn't long after posting numerous videos of her gaming skills, did people realize she was the real deal.

Her favorite type of video games was shoot-em-up games. Her favorite game was Call of Heroes. The videos she posted consisted of various types of games. And when she was not posting videos relating to video games, she would talk about herself and her life. Leah had an amazing personality that was the cherry on top to her physical beauty. A lot of people discovered she was just as enjoyable to listen to while watching her play.

A lot of men took great pleasure in watching her videos. To those few depraved individuals, it wasn't so much as what she was interested in, but how she always looked in front of camera. She was eye candy to them. Of course, most of her male viewers would leave lewd comments about her and what they would like to do to her. It never bothered Leah. She would ignore them or make a joke about it, and would immediately go back to talking about her favorite video games.

Leah never worried about meeting her fans in public. For the most part, they were polite and she would always oblige them with a photo and autograph. On view occasions, she would encounter creeps who hit on her and would "accidentally" feel her up. When that would happen, those creeps would have the unpleasant misfortune of finding out about Leah's training in mixed martial arts. If anyone tried to get fresh with her, she would immediately respond with a swift punch or kick to subdue them.

Thanks to her father, Leah was trained from a young age in martial arts. She became very good at it. It proved troublesome for anybody with impure thoughts who wanted to have their way with SsshotgunEagle. You wouldn't be able to tell from her small stature and cute personality that she can kick some serious ass. Unfortunately for Leah, she was now in the hands of some individuals who have major plans for the young web celebrity that will forever change her life.

Alfred was very proud of himself at that moment. It was a very difficult task for him and his partners to pull off. Of all the kidnappings they've done, this was definitely the hardest! Alfred was the one who came up with the plan to abduct Leah. His friends thought he was insane. It was impossible! They agreed they would love to get their hands on her, but they were afraid of the big risk that would come along with it.

Because of her high profile, she would be missed and sought after until Leah was found. It's not impossible, Alfred would tell them, just difficult. It took almost a month for him to convince the two to join him in the hardest, yet most worthy project they will ever do.

Now that the job was done, all three men were extremely satisfied with how everything went down. Alfred's partners couldn't stop apologizing to him for being doubtful. Many thanks and appreciation were passed between the three men. Alfred was just about to look back at how the plan went down before he heard Leah coming to.

"Nnnnngh, mmmmgh, ugh..."

Leah was slowly coming to. The first thing she felt was a headache. It felt like she partied hard the previous night. Which wouldn't make sense, since she doesn't drink at all.

Leah was on her stomach when she rolled over to her side with a hand on her head, trying to massage the headache away. She rolled over to her back on the cold concrete. She bent her knees up, preparing to get up.

Leah had her eyes closed. It wasn't until she realized that she was lying down on cold, hard concrete. Leah shot her eyes open and began to look around. She squinted her eyes from the light and was taking in her new environment. Luckily for Leah, she wore contacts today and was able to see the strange place she was in clearly.

She quickly shuffled backwards to the nearby wall behind her. Leah was scared when she saw a man she has never seen before inside a cage with bars separating the two of them. She looked at him with fear in her eyes. Leah looked around her environment some more.

There was bed, a toilet with a sink, and a small mirror hanging on the wall. Upon further inspection, she realized the man in front of her wasn't the one in a cage, but it was her!

Her fear then turns to rage.

"Where am I? Who are you? What the fuck is going on!?"

Leah quickly stood up and approached Alfred, bars stopping her from reaching him. She shook the bars furiously, trying to get an answer from Alfred.

"Who are you!? Why am I here!? Talk godammit!"

Alfred only smiled. He was relishing the moment. He loved to see the victim's first reaction upon waking up in a place they've never seen before. Most were scared shitless, cried, and pleaded with their captors to let them go. Some, like Leah, responded aggressively. Alfred preferred the fighters. It was pure ecstasy to break a wild beast.

Alfred had no doubt Leah was not going to disappoint him.

Leah stared at him with viciousness, before backing away once again. She scanned the room once more, looking for a possible way out.

She tested the caged door, shaking it hard but to no avail. She checked the walls, ground, and ceiling before cursing out loud. The cage served its purpose in securing any prisoner trapped inside.

Leah then resorted to her next option.


Leah screamed as loud as she could. She somehow knew her screams wouldn't reach anybody who would help her. She just wanted to be able to say she did resort to crying for help.

Leah kept screaming her lungs out. Leah walked around her cell as she yelled. Alfred still didn't say a word or even moved. He stood there with his hands behind his back and that smile on his face.

Leah, finally tired from her yelling, stopped as she once again looked at the stranger in front her.

He was white and average height. His smooth black hair was combed back. He wore regular jeans with a thin sweater. His looks were average. He wasn't ugly. Just looks like an average Joe you wouldn't recognize in a crowd.

"Are you done?" Alfred finally said.

"Fuck you!"

Leah returned to her screaming but this time banging on the bars too to make more noise. It didn't take her long for her to tire out again.

"You are in big fucking trouble. Whoever you are! When I get out of here, I'm going to the police, and they're gonna take your ass to jail!"

Alfred remained silent. Still smiling.

Leah didn't say anything afterwards. She was panting heavily from all the yelling. Alfred took this time to talk again.

"I have to say, it is a pleasure to meet you, Leah. I have been following your videos for a long time. I can't tell you how excited I am at this moment."

"Sorry if I don't feel the same way, asshole!" Leah yelled back.

Alfred only chuckled before he continued.

"I'm sure you don't, Leah. It's perhaps an appropriate response on your part. I'd be lying if I said 'you have nothing to worry about'."

Leah only looked at him with scorned eyes. She already had a good idea of what he had in mind. This only prepared her to fight back with everything she's got.

"Well, I would be lying if I said, 'I won't take any pleasure from kicking your ass!" Leah threatened.

"I wouldn't expect anything else, Leah. I know you're a fighter. It's one of the reasons why we chose you."

So there's more than one asshole? Leah thought. Great...

Leah's mind was racing. She tried to come up with a plan to get out of this situation. Or at the very least, survive.

"I'm going to tell you what's going to happen next. What we have planned for you. Just a warning: It may be a little difficult for you to take in."

"I don't care what you have planned for me. Cuz it's not gonna happen! Let me give you a warning, fucker: You come near me, put one finger on me, you're going to die! So try it!" Leah yelled at her captor.

Alfred gave her the generosity to speak when she wanted to speak. That's how he treated all his victims on the first day. He felt it was the least he could do.

"The first thing I will tell you, which is inevitable, is that you will be raped." Alfred said this with a serious tone.

Leah laughed. Now she knew she was going to have to kill this guy and whoever else was behind her kidnapping.

"You have no idea what you've done. Do you realize who I am? I know you do. People will be looking for me. And they won't stop until they find me. And you, and whoever else is with you, are going to jail. So make this easy on yourself and let me go. Because you won't get away with it. I promise you." Leah said with smug satisfaction.

"I have no doubt people will be looking for you. We made sure to take in all possible scenarios. In other words, we took the necessary precautions to make sure we don't get caught."

Leah didn't have anything to say to this. She only gave him a defying smile as she started pacing back and forth. She didn't want to show the fear that was slowing building up inside her. She knew that people would be looking for her. It was just a matter of time. Her family and friends would never expect her to disappear one day without saying a word to any of them.

"If it helps you during your time here, we'll let you keep thinking that. It's only fair."

This guy is fucking with me. He has to. There is absolutely no way he can get away with this. I mean, for Christ sake, I can see his fucking face! Oh God...His face!

Leah realized that kidnappers would usually hide their identities with a mask so that the victim couldn't be able to identify them if they ever got caught. The only reason they wouldn't bother to conceal their faces, is if they plan on killing her at the end. Leah's fear was growing faster.

"Next, when it comes to raping the women we kidnap, our methods can be a little unorthodox. You will soon find out as the days go on."

Leah's inner fire was still burning, but she couldn't help worry as well. She mustered all the strength she had to make sure her face didn't show any fear still. Leah didn't want to give this bastard the satisfaction.

"There are three of us." Alfred put up three fingers. "I'll let the other two introduce themselves to you. You can call me Alpha."

Leah couldn't help herself. She burst out laughing. Alfred only looked on in amusement. She wasn't the first defiant victim to laugh at his name. It may have sounded like a name he made up for himself, but that was his actual nickname. His parents gave it to him at a young age when kids at school picked on him because of his unusual first name. Alfred was the name of his great-grandfather from his father's side. They thought "Al" was boring and unoriginal. His mom was the one who came up with the clever name. Although it originally was spelled "A-l-f-a," Alfred preferred "A-l-p-h-a." He thought it was appropriate for the occasion.

Alfred waited for Leah's laughter to die down.

"It may sound unusual, but you will learn to call me Master Alpha soon enough."

That's all it took for Leah to drop to the ground laughing hysterically. She was under the impression this guy wasn't serious; this whole thing was a joke. It helped Leah forget her fear momentarily. She felt she was in no immediate danger.

"Honestly," Alfred said, "I'm glad you can laugh about it now. You won't be doing it so much of it after today. So get it out while you still can."

Alfred's statement didn't bother Leah. She was still laughing. Alfred waited once again for her to compose herself.

"You good?" Alfred asked.

Leah scooted to the back wall to prop herself while sitting down.

"You can't be serious? Is this a joke? 'Master Alpha'? Are you fucking kidding me?" Leah asked.

"No I'm not kidding, I'm afraid."

"So, what? You expect this to be like '50 Shades of Grey'? You expect me to crawl around naked, obeying every sexual command you throw at me?"

"Not so much." Alfred finally broke his stance, and slowly started walking closer to the bars. He crouched right when he was next to the bars.

"Here's the thing, Leah: We don't expect you to like any of the commands we will throw at you. In fact, I can tell you right now, you are going to fight as much as possible to avoid these commands. That's what we take pleasure in our women. Forcing them to do things they don't want to do."

Alfred sat down finally in an Indian position to be more comfortable.

"Believe me, I'm going to fight you every step of the way. I won't give you a chance to do whatever it is you or your sick buddies have in store for me." Leah snapped back.

"Good! That's good, Leah! I'm happy to hear that." Alfred's face showed excitement Leah noticed. It kind of freaked her out.

"There's one thing you should know about us Leah: we take extreme amount of pleasure in torturing beautiful, young, talented ladies, such as yourself."

Leah's fear returned after hearing Alfred's statement. She realized this guy wasn't your typical kidnapper. This was going to be, without a doubt, the fight of her life.

"I think I finally got your attention now. That's good, because the sooner you realize you're situation, the easier it will be to endure it. And after doing this for a long time, it is truthfully easier for you ladies. Take my advice."

Leah only looked away. Although the fire was still in her eyes, she was afraid if she looked at him any longer, she would start to cry.

"Now that you know what to expect, here are some ground rules. 1: Do not try to escape. If me or any of my friends find out you were trying to escape, we will punish you severely. So severely, it will make you think twice about trying to escape again."

Leah already had thoughts of escaping. There was no way she was going submit to these creeps so easily. All she needed was an opportunity, and she would take care of the rest.

"2: You must always eat and sleep when it is necessary. As hard as it is to believe, we do care for your well-being. We would like to keep using you for our entertainment for as long as possible. But if you're not feeling well, it will not work out for us. Which leads me to rule number 3: Committing suicide is not an option."

Leah never thought about committing suicide. She always thought she had something to live for. Leah remembered him saying that he and his two friends have kidnapped women before. She wondered how many of their victims resorted to the last option before making it a rule.

"There may be times where you think the only way to escape is to take your own life. We don't recommend it. Besides the fact it would ruin our plans, but it would also put your family and friends in danger."

Leah looked back at him with shock. Alfred took that as a sign to elaborate.

"If you ever do decide to take your life, we will hurt all of those close to you. Let this be a warning."

With that, Leah stood up, walked over to the bars separating them both.

"If you hurt any of them, I will kill you all! Do you hear me!" Leah banged and kicked the bars furiously. She thought about spitting on him, but decided not to give him a reason to hurt anyone.

Alfred was taking great pleasure from his new toy. His expectations will surely be met, he thought.

"Then don't make us. It's that simple."

Alfred stood up too. He looked down at the 5 foot 5 beauty with lust in his eyes. His thoughts were already on the days to come.

She shot back at him with hatred in her eyes. Alfred knew she would fight back the moment the opportunity presented itself. He's been doing this for a long time, and knows how to handle girls like Leah.

Only this time it was different. She is a celebrity. Not famous as in Hollywood famous, but famous enough to be noticed by quite a few people. Her status was one of the biggest reasons why Alfred and his team decided to add her to their project. They were going to make good use of her notoriety.

Alfred stepped away from the bars and went over to an icebox. He retrieved a wrapped sub and bottled water from it and walked back to Leah. He handed both to her but she didn't make a move. He only smiled and walked along the bars.

"I suggest you eat and hydrate yourself. Followed by plenty of sleep. Tomorrow is going to be a long day for you." Alfred set the bottled water and sub on the ground through the bars.

"You're going to meet Kenny tomorrow. He's not so sophisticated as I am."

Leah scoffed, rolling her eyes.

"Yet, you can say what he lacks in sophistication, he makes up for his 'work'."

Leah had no idea what he meant by that. But she wasn't sticking around to find out. She remained silent, flashing him looks of anger and rebellion. Leah very much wanted to beat the life out of him and whoever else was involved. But she will have to settle for breaking out of here and contacting the police. She'll have her day in court.

"Any questions?" Alfred asked as he was at the exit. Leah wasn't going to say anything at first, but then a question did pop up in her mind.

"Yeah, just one: Is it worth it?"

"Is 'what' worth it?"

"Kidnapping me? Would you think it was worth it? Kidnapping and raping me when, you and your friends will go through so much worse in prison?"

Alfred only smiled. That damn smile was getting on Leah's nerve.

"I can assure you, we won't be going to prison. But just to humor you, if everything we expect on the days to come is met, then it will definitely be, without a doubt, worth it."

Alfred opened the door and was about to exit, when he faced Leah again.

"Also, just to clarify: Whatever it is you thought we might go through in prison, will be nothing compared to what you will be going through in here."

With that, Alfred exited the room, closing and locking the door behind him. Leaving Leah with that thought in mind, Alfred was already anxious to see what Kenny had in store for her tomorrow.

Chapter 2 (added: 2015/09/25)

Whatever it is you thought we might go through in prison, will be nothing compared to what you will be going through in here.

That's all it took for Leah to fully motivate her to find a way out of here. She spent the entire night, finding any possible way to escape out of her cell. She checked every inch of the bars, wall, ground, and even the ceiling. The toilet wasn't much help either. The only thing she found was a small chip on the wall behind the bed that left a small indent. She probably could dig into it, as a result, make it bigger, but the bed frame was bolted to the ground. She couldn't move the bed at all. Even if she could it would probably take years to break through.

After exploring every centimeter of her cell, Leah took a break and lay down on the bed. She was on the verge of tears but fought it back. During her inspection, she noticed a small camera on the corner ceiling of her cell that was protected by a plastic shield. She didn't want to give whoever was watching her the satisfaction. Leah bet these guys who had her are waiting for her to break. But she was not going to make it that easy for them.

The next thing she did was look beyond her cell and see if there was anything in the room that could help her. It was too dark to see anything. She could make out shapes and figures in the dark.

When that didn't help, Leah returned back to her bed, laid down, and began to think. She was running out of options fast. Escaping wasn't completely off the table. It was just going to be really difficult. The only choice Leah had, that she could only come up with, was to fight. She meant it when she told Alfred she was going to fight them. If they were going to do things to her she wasn't going to like, then she sure as hell was not going to take it lightly.

Her thoughts went back to yesterday. Lead had no recollection of being captured. She remembered dropping her boyfriend off at the airport. After parting ways, Leah returned home without any problems. It was when the car was parked in the garage did her memory become hazy.

Wait a minute! There was somebody else there! Somebody attacked me from behind. They put a rag covered with a funny smell over my mouth. It was probably chloroform. Whatever it was, it was strong enough to knock me out before I could retaliate. Fucking cowards...

Leah thought about her family and friends. She was especially thinking about her boyfriend, Todd. He was also known as Mr. HotDoggg in his own videos he posted online. He wasn't as popular as Leah but he would almost always make appearances in her videos. Todd didn't have the same charisma as Leah did. Besides the fact he came off as an introvert for the most part, he wasn't exactly considered attractive based on society's standards.

But Leah saw something in him that nobody else saw. To her, he was perfect. To him, she was everything. It warmed her heart that he would act a special way whenever she was around him. Leah couldn't wait to see him again. She was relieved, however, when he had to take a trip to see his folks who lived in another state. Todd would only be gone for a week. She had hoped that he would quickly realize something is wrong when she doesn't pick up her phone.

Throughout the rest of the night she would switch back and forth from finding a way to escape, to lying down on the bed motivating herself the will to fight. She was lying down on her bed, when she heard someone unlocking the door.

She got up from the bed at fast speed, standing in the middle of her cell preparing for whoever was coming in. She may not have slept all night, but she was fired up and ready to begin the fight of her life. Leah only saw red. There was ferocity in her. This was it. The moment she was waiting for. The door finally opened.

Leah still couldn't see because of the darkness. When the door closed again, follow by a locking sound, there was a sound of switch, then light everywhere.

It took only seconds for Leah to adjust to the light. She saw a big individual at the doorway. He was white, blue eyes, 6'3", and in very good shape. He had dirty blonde hair that was short and combed over to one side. He was wearing black cargo pants, with black military boots and a green under armor shirt. The shirt did not hide any of his muscular upper body features. He had a black watch on as well. Lastly, he was carrying a big box which he was holding under his left arm.

Kenny looked at Leah in the cell and grew an evil smile. Leah saw something in his eyes that, admittedly, frightened her. But even that didn't deter her from her main goal. She stood there facing him with noticeable anger on her face. Kenny knew just by looking at her, she was going to be promising.

"Fuck me, Alfa wasn't kidding!" Kenny exclaimed. "You are one hot cunt!"

That's right, keep talking asshole, Leah thought. You're only adding fuel to the flames.

Kenny laughed as he set the box he was holding down on a nearby table. He approached Leah's cell.

"You look like you're about to rip my head off, slut. I like that. It'll be that much fun playing with you."

Kenny gripped the bars with both hands. He pressed his face between the bars, sticking and wiggling his tongue at her.

"I can't wait to taste you, little sweet thing. You look like you're going to be my favorite outta them all."

Leah tried to scratch his face but Kenny dodged it in time. He stepped back a few steps and laughed.

"Whoa ho ho! Aren't you a feisty one? Well I got news for you bitch. That's how I like em!"

Leah finally spoke.

"Oh yeah? Why don't you open the door, asshole, so you can see how feisty I really am?"

"I intend to, my sweet cunt. Don't you worry about that. You gonna regret those words after I'm done with you. I guarantee it."

With that, Kenny started preparing for today's event. He brought over a tray cart that was from one of the corners of the room to a closet. He didn't open it far enough for Leah to see what was inside. Leah couldn't make out some of the things he took out. The only thing Leah saw was a whip. This worried her. If she wasn't successful at her attempt to subdue Kenny, then she was in for some serious trouble. Leah suddenly realized she never mentally prepared herself for what may happen to her if she was unsuccessful at her escape!

After Kenny was satisfied with everything he put on his cart, he shut the closet and rolled it over to the middle of the room. Next, Kenny reached up towards the ceiling to bring down several chains.

Leah was shock to discover the chains. She was surprised she didn't even notice them up there! Looking up, she saw there were other several items up on the ceiling. Most of them were chains. There were other things up there she couldn't make out. She bet if she didn't get out of here, she would find out soon enough.

"We'll start off with the basics. Something simple. I know horny bitches like you wanna start off fast right off the bat. But you gotta earn it first! No cutting corners here."

Earn it!? This sick fuck thinks I want to play his games? I really do need to get the hell out of here!

"That should do it. Now, then...lets get you more 'situated'."

Kenny approached Leah's cell door.

"By all means, you fucking prick, please come in."

"Just as I thought: just another horny slut who can't wait to get started."

With that, Kenny picked out the key from his set to open the cell door. Once he pushed it all the way open, no one moved a muscle. They just stood there looking at each other, waiting for the other to make the first move.

Ha! You probably thought I was going to charge at ya, huh? I bet that's what the other women did when they wanted to fight. Well not this time, asshole. If you want me, you're gonna have to come to me first!

Kenny stood there a little longer before he broke the silence.

"Interesting. You're the first piece of hot ass to not make the first move. All you fiery bitches like to charge at me and try to take me down. I have to say, you are quite an impressive cunt. But I'm afraid you're only postponing the inevitable. If you want me to make the first move, all you had to do was ask."

"Alright then, lets dance," Leah challenged.

Kenny moved fast towards the ready-set Leah.

He had to admit, she was formidable. He knew about her previous training and was ready to counter any attack she threw at him. But there was one moment where she almost had him. Leah may have been small, but she can pack a kick when she wants to!

Unfortunately for Leah, Kenny's Navy Seal combat training trumps her martial arts. After a few dodges, blocks and even a kick to the groin (which almost brought Kenny down), Kenny tackled her to ground, pinning her body with his weight, and trapping her wrists with his hands.

Goddamn, this guy was fast! He obviously has training! Military perhaps. I think I almost got him with that kick to the groin. But dumbass me took too long to follow through!

Leah cursed herself as she was trapped under the massive weight of Kenny. He wrapped his knees around her pushing his butt on her pelvis. Kenny took a minute to recover from the groin hit while he had her pinned down. Leah was thrashing with everything she had. But Kenny's hold proved to be very effective.

"You're gonna regret that, you whore..." Kenny snarled.

Kenny brought both of her wrists together above her head. He managed to secure both of her wrists with one hand. With his free hand, he made a fist, and punched her in the sternum.

Leah stopped her thrashing and was struggling to breathe. Kenny got up from her and made sure his cock and balls were okay. The pain went away for the most part. He bent down to pick her body over his shoulder. She wanted to fight him some more, but the punch she received from Kenny disabled her body. Leah felt all the fight she had had in her was instantly taken away by Kenny.

Kenny carried her over to the middle of the room where the chains were hanging from the ceiling. Leah realized this and managed to muster up whatever strength she had left and resumed her fight with Kenny.

When Kenny reached the chains, he hoisted Leah off his shoulders and landed her stomach on his knee as he bent down. Before shoving her from his knee to the ground, he elbowed her kidney hard.

Leah was in a new world of pain. Her entire upper body felt like it was throbbing. She was whimpering from the pain. She couldn't help it. It was the most excruciating pain she ever felt.

Kenny went about his task while his prize was on the ground. He grabbed leather cuffs from his cart. Without too much trouble, Kenny was able to strap on one cuff to each of Leah's wrist.

Kenny stood back up and pulled down the ends of two chains from the ceiling to the ground. He connected the hooks to the rings attached to the cuffs with ease.

Right before Leah's pain was subsiding, Kenny pulled both chains from their other end, hoisting Leah's body as a result. With Leah's small body, and Kenny's muscular structure, he lifted her body as if she was weightless. He raised her high enough so that Leah can barely stand on her toes.

Leah fought to escape from her binds. She tried to wiggle her arms as best as she could. When that didn't work, she tried to break the binds by pulling on the chain. The only way Leah could do this was using her body weight. Her small physique wasn't enough to have any effect.

Kenny just stood there watching in silence. He thought it was cute.

The bitch thinks she really has a chance to get out of it. I'll put a stop to that.

"Alright, bitch, that's enough horsing around."

Leah stopped her struggle. Not because of Kenny's command, but because she was exhausted from her efforts to escape. She very much wanted to relieve the strain from her wrists. Her wrists were primarily holding her body. Leah's toes hardly did anything to help.

Leah's attention went to Kenny and the object he picked from his cart of tools he got from the closet. It was the whip.

"You see this?" Kenny held the whip in front of her eyes. Leah looked at it and knew exactly what it was. She didn't say anything. She tried to remain defiant but every second that passed, her will slowly deteriorated.

"You're going to be good friends with this. It will help you realize what your purpose is in life: a cunt slave."

Kenny slowly circled around Leah's hung body, rubbing parts of her body with the whip.

"First, in order to be a cunt slave, you must be completely naked. Clothes are no longer an option. You will never need them!"

Leah was now in a state of panic. She didn't bother to hide it anymore. Her expression changed defiance to fear. She tried one last time to break free from her restraints.

Kenny took a few steps back, preparing for the first of many whippings to come. He waited until she stopped struggling. Kenny arched the whip back and took the first opportunity to bring it down upon her body.


Leah's scream was blood curdling. She never felt anything like it before. The blow landed on her back. The hit was so hard that it tore the back of her top halfway down. She very much wanted to soothe the pain. Leah could only wiggle furiously like a hooked bait.

Kenny was in cloud nine. He closed his eyes and felt serene bliss from Leah's screams. He took it all in. Hearing and seeing a woman in pain was his drug. Kenny could never get enough of it. Every woman's scream was different. Almost artistic.

Leah cried after the pain subsided. It still stung something fierce. She didn't think she could handle another one. Kenny thought otherwise.

His plan was to slowly whip away all of Leah's clothing until she was completely naked. Kenny's aim with the whip grew more accurately over the years. Especially when the target is moving uncontrollably.

The next blow landed a little higher than the previous blow on Leah's back, in order to completely split the top open. Leah screamed her loudest yet again. The pain was unbearable. She never thought she would be whipped by a sadistic psychopath. At this point, her will was rapidly breaking down to nothing.

Kenny admired his work for a second. He was such an expert with the whip, he was able to inflict enough force to split her top without snapping her bra off. He was ready to apply the same skill on her bottom.

Without waiting for her to relax again, Kenny whipped her ass splitting her skirt completely. Leah's torn skirt fell on the ground. She hadn't noticed her skirt coming off since the pain from the whip was overwhelming.

Leah's matching bra and panties were visible. She was wearing generic black bra and panties from Wal-Mart. She preferred to wear their undergarments since it provided the most comfort throughout the day. Kenny thought, with the kind of body Leah has, her ass was perfect.

Perfect for torturing...

Kenny decided to leave her bra and underwear for last. He walked around in front of her in order to whip away the front side of her clothing. There wasn't much left to whip away. The tank top she wore was held by its straps around her shoulders. He could successfully tear it away at least twice if he aimed carefully.

Kenny loved what he saw from Leah's face. Tears were pouring out profusely. She was shaking. Leah was starting to perspire cold beads of sweat. The fear in her eyes was orgasmic. He walked up to Leah's hung body, grabbing a hold of her face with one hand. He put his face so close to hers, she could tell he had a drink before this predicament.

"I love the way you look. The fear in your eyes drives me crazy. I'm not sure if I'll be able to control myself."

Kenny gave big, long licks to Leah's cheeks. He wanted to taste her tears. She realized what he was doing and felt sick to her stomach. He licked the other side of her cheeks, savoring every drop of fresh tears. Leah closed her eyes and hoped he would stop soon.

"Mmmm... I love the way you taste. You're delicious. I'm going to take my time with you, bitch." Kenny snarled with an evil smile. Leah grunted and gave Kenny a hatred look. She got some of her strength back and remembered not give him the satisfaction. Kenny gave her a kiss on her cheek as he let go of his hold under her chin, and returned back to his spot.

Leah mentally prepared herself for what's to come next. Kenny arched the whip back, which made Leah wince. He waited until Leah opened her eyes again to bring down it down. The blow landed on the tank top's right strap, cleanly cutting it away.

Leah screamed with her mouth closed. As a result, she gave out a loud moan. Her breathing was getting faster. She tried to imagine she was somewhere else when Kenny whipped her again without any warning.

Once again Leah let out a loud moan of pain. Her body was shaking terribly. It was taking a lot out of her to compose herself. She really didn't want him to hear her scream again.

Kenny was surprise to see he managed to cut the other strap off, leaving only her bra and underwear on. He wasn't trying to aim for it. Kenny wanted to miss on purpose so he could give her an extra whipping. He was impressed with himself. Even when he's not trying, he can still aim perfectly.

Oh well...there'll be plenty of whippings to come in the future...

When the pain went away, Leah looked down and finally realized what Kenny had done. She was half naked! All she had left on was her bra and underwear! Leah also saw red marks on her chest that was from the whipping. She looked away with her eyes closed, fighting back her tears.

Kenny was still taking in every precious moment. He was definitely going to watch the footage the next day.

"Any last words as a human being, cunt?" Kenny asked.

Leah opened her eyes and gave him the familiar death stare. She was still trembling with fear and the cold sweat.

"Fuck you..."

"What was that? Sorry, can't hear you when you're shaking like that"

"FUCK....YOU!!!" Leah yelled. "FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU! FUCK YOU!!!"

"That's what I thought."

With that Kenny whipped away the remaining articles of clothing. Leah yelled in anger from every blow. He whipped her three more times in order to whip away everything off, leaving her completely naked.

She couldn't bring herself to look down. Leah didn't want to believe that she was hanging there naked in front of a very disturbed individual. She mustered up all the will power she had to keep from losing it. Leah stared at Kenny with rage, trying to fight back more tears.

Kenny looked at her entire body with disgusting lust.

Look at that body...Perfection...

Kenny was already listing all the things he had planned for her in his mind. If it was up to him, he would do it all in one night.

"I gotta say, cunt, you have a fucking incredible body!" Kenny said excitedly.

He walked around behind her back. Leah only stared at the wall in front her.

Kenny's eyes lit up even further. He liked the way her ass wasn't big but it wasn't small either. It was also perfect. He grabbed her ass with both hands, squeezing them hard. Leah gave out a groan, feeling repugnance from his touch. He only mauled her ass harder.

"Oh, man. What I'm gonna do with this ass! You have no idea, bitch. You won't be the same once I'm done with you. You hear me?"

Kenny grabbed a fistful of her hair and pulled it back hard. Leah gave a yelp before she went silent again. He moved his mouth next to her ear.

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you, whore. What did you say?"

Leah didn't say a word. She didn't want to say anything that would set him off even further. Leah wanted more than anything for him to stop.

Kenny finally let go of Leah's hair, laughing.

"That's okay. In the beginning, I don't expect you to talk much. Mainly because you won't be able to. But I am curious: would you be able to say anything if your life depended on it?"

Before Leah could figure out what that meant, she saw something coming over her head, and wrapping around her neck. Tight.

With one quick motion, Kenny was choking Leah with the whip he used to strip off her clothes. He held it firmly, without giving any slack.

Leah's eyes widened in terror. She wasn't expecting that, giving her very little air to breathe. She was kicking frantically from behind hoping to injure him. While most of her kicks did land on his legs, Kenny was not affected by it.

"Say anything, and I'll stop. Go on. Say one word, and I will let you go."

The body of the poor girl was shaking uncontrollably. Air was desperately needed but she was getting none of it. Leah's face was turning red. She gagged out loud, trying to get air to her lungs.

"It seems to me, you don't care if you live or die. I mean, c'mon, all you have to do is say a single word, and I'll let you breathe again!"

Leah barely heard him as her vision and hearing began to fade. Her face was now turning blue. She was slowly leaving this world. The last thing she would feel before her world fade to black, was the high amount of fear she had in the hands of Kenny.

Chapter 3 (added: 2015/11/29)

"Pathetic!" Kenny yelled.

He yanked the belt off her neck, leaving Leah gasping for air. Leah writhed in despair as she welcomed more air into her lungs. It was difficult to soothe her aching neck. All she could do was wait for the pain to go away and sob.

Kenny tossed the belt to the ground and walked over to his cart of tools. After he grabbed what he wanted, he walked back to Leah, standing in front of her. She was still sobbing, trying to get used to the discomfort that was steadily growing. Kenny thought she looked incredibly sexy. He thought she could make her look sexier.

He roughly grabbed her mouth with one hand. He was about to tell her to open her mouth but when he squeezed her mouth, it opened slightly. That was enough for Kenny to insert the ring gag he grabbed from the cart into her mouth. Before Leah realized what he did, Kenny quickly placed it in her in mouth correctly, and fastened the strap behind her head.

"If you can't even perform a simple task, then there is perhaps no hope for you. But I'll make you learn. All you bitches learn, eventually."

Her black hair was caught in the strap but Kenny didn't mind. Leah tried expelling the object out of her mouth. When that didn't work she next tried to close her mouth. It was impossible. Leah realized in horror, her mouth was wide open and vulnerable to Kenny.

"Wha a huck! Et it aww! Et it aww!" Leah yelled. Her tongue was waving rapidly, hoping to push the ring out of her mouth. But with the strap secured around her head, it was not going to happen.

Kenny smiled that damn smile Leah quickly learned to hate. He took a step back to admire her unprotected body. She was definitely a prize. Kenny preferred those who looked like the "girl next door." They were much more fun to break. The innocent look they have drove Kenny wild. The more "angelic" the girls looked, the more medieval his work was.

Leah thought if she bobbed her head hard enough, the gag would fall out. The only thing she succeeded was causing more pain to her arms, which were still holding her body up.

Kenny walked up to her vulnerable body once again. Even hanging up to her toes, Kenny towered her. He yanked her hair down from behind, forcing her head up. Leah gave a loud moan from the hair pulling.

"You are looking so fucking hot, bitch. Your torment is giving me a hard-on. I know how you can help me make it rock solid. Will you help me?"

Kenny forced her head to nod.


"Why thank you, my dear. You are too kind."

Leah tried to kick him but her legs felt like they were getting heavier with each passing second. She couldn't even bring her knees up.

"The first thing a slave like you needs to learn, is to accept her Master. One way for a slave to show that for her Master is to accept a part of him."

After hearing this, Leah began to thrash around. She immediately assumed his "gift" was his cum. While Kenny loved seeing her this way, he slapped her hard on the face with his free hand.

"Settle down whore! You don't deserve to have my cum!" Kenny said as if reading Leah's mind. "You haven't earned the pleasure to have my cum. There are no cutting corners here!"

Leah was dazed from the slap. She thought she didn't hear what Kenny had just said. What the fuck am I going to do, Leah thought. This guy just keeps getting worse. I don't want to be here when he reaches his definition of "worse".

Leah closed her eyes, not being able to bear seeing what happens next with her mouth so vulnerable. Kenny didn't like this. With his free hand, he squeezed her neck hard, choking her once again. Her eyes shot open with a look of fear in them. Leah gagged loudly.

"Don't you fucking dare close your eyes, you ungrateful slut. Slaves always welcome whatever gifts their master gives them. How can a slave be so rude? Are you really that ungrateful?" Kenny was waiting for a response. When Leah realized what he was waiting for, she tried to answer, but no sound came out.

Kenny positioned his ear towards Leah's open mouth. "What was that? I can't hear you."

Leah scraped whatever effort was left on the bottom of the barrel and said softly, "Ohh..."

" 'No' what!? What does a slave call her master?" Kenny's grip on Leah's neck got a little bit tighter. She had no idea how she was able to say anything else, let alone make any kind of sound.

"Ohh...Err.." Leah tried to say "No Sir," but was incoherent because of the ring gag and the choking. Kenny knew what she said and smiled his evil smile.

"That's better, slave." With that, Kenny accumulated his own saliva before spitting in Leah's forced, open mouth. He released her neck, this time pinching her nose shut while still forcing her head up by pulling on her hair.

Leah's eyes got wider after realizing what Kenny had just did. Kenny loved the look of horror on her face. He knew Leah would hate that. It amused him that she thought this small act of violation disgusted her immensely. If she thought this was bad, Kenny was looking forward to doing things to her that just might make her go into a catatonic state. But Kenny didn't want to do that to her. Not right away anyway. He always took small steps of degradation with his "slaves". It's like stabbing someone with a knife. If you want them to truly feel it, you need to do it slowly, and finish it off with a slower twist of the blade.

Leah tried to spit it out but Kenny had a firm grip on her head. She couldn't breathe through her nose thanks to him. Leah didn't inhale enough oxygen before Kenny pinched her nose shut. When she couldn't hold out any longer, Leah, with dread, swallowed Kenny's spit. He kept his hold on her until he saw she swallowed it all.

"EW UHHER UCKA! AAARRRGGHHH!!!" Leah yelled out loud.

"Was that a thank you? Aw you're quite welcome, slave. Since you're so grateful, here's another." Kenny accumulated more saliva this time. Leah tried to break out of his grip, not believing he was going to do it again.

"Oh my God, he's going to do it again! NO!" Leah thought.

This time Kenny slowly dropped his spit into Leah's mouth. Leah could do nothing but accept it whether she liked it or not. She closed her eyes, not caring what the consequences were. After spitting the very last drop, Kenny waited for her to swallow it.

"How come you bitches are always so eager to disobey? That's okay. You'll learn. Just like the rest of them, you're going to learn what it means to disobey her master. And it is nothing like the stories you hear!"

Leah held out a little longer this time before inevitably swallowing his spit once more. Kenny finally released her hair, letting her head drop forward. Leah could only try to scrape whatever remnants of his spit were in her mouth with her tongue. She started to cry again, still having a hard time believing the situation she was in. Never in a million years did she think this would happen to her. No one deserves this kind of treatment. These animals need to be put away. They don't deserve to be free. Leah may have felt like she was defeated, but was still determined to stop these monsters.

Kenny went over to where the whiskey was stored away and poured himself a glass. He brought it over along with a few more items for the next act.

He set his glass down on a nearby table. Kenny grabbed one of the unused chains that he pulled down earlier, and pulled it down further. He pulled it all the way down along Leah's right side. At the end of the chain he connected a thick-padded strap to it. Kenny used that strap to encircle Leah's right knee. After securing it, he pulled the other end of the chain, which resulted in her right knee rising until it was next to her right tit. Kenny secured the chain, leaving her right leg propped up.

He repeated the same process with her other leg using a different chain and strap. In the end, her legs were spread wide open with her knees bent. On the upside, her knees were helping her take some of the strain from her arms holding her body up. It won't take long before Leah's knees begin to ache next.

Kenny loved the way her legs looked. Just the perfect amount of meat on them, he thought. He remembered from some of her videos, she stated she rarely works out. Seems she is just blessed to have a knockout body. Bad for Leah. Great for Kenny.

And just like the rest of her body, Leah's pussy was just as cute and innocent-looking. Kenny bent down to come face to face with it. He didn't mind the little patch she left unshaven. But he knew Buddy and he likes his women hairless down there. So that'll be gone as soon as it's his turn to have fun with Leah.

Without any warning, Kenny inserted two fingers inside Leah's pussy. Leah howled very loudly, shaking about trying to get Kenny out of her. She looked down to see what he was doing and only howled more. Leah immediately began to cry from her torment. She knew it was unavoidable, but it didn't mean she was ready for it.

Kenny couldn't move around inside as much due to how dry Leah was. He took his fingers out before standing up to face Leah.

"This ain't turning you on, bitch? Huh? You can't find any pleasure in my sick games? That's okay. I prefer my slaves to hate it. It makes it that much more enjoyable for me. Your pain is my pleasure."

Kenny inserted his fingers that were just in Leah's pussy inside her mouth. He used her tongue to make his fingers wet. Leah couldn't avoid them. She was disgusted that he was making her taste his fingers. Leah never did anything like that before. Todd, her boyfriend, would joke around after finger-fucking her, trying to get her to lick his fingers. He knew she would never do that so he thought it was funny when he would get near her mouth with his fingers covered in her juices. She would laugh and tell him to stop. Leah was not in a laughing mood this time.

Kenny kept his fingers in her mouth until Leah provided enough saliva to coat them. When he was satisfied, Kenny went back down and reinserted his fingers back in Leah's pussy. She hated it even more now that Kenny was able to enter with ease thanks to her spit. Kenny was delighted to discover she was tight! Again, recalling from some of her videos he watched, she mentioned her current boyfriend is the only guy she had a serious relationship with. His dick must be a sorry excuse of a manhood, Kenny thought.

Oh well. It was a very pleasant surprise.

He worked his fingers inside her, making sure he covered every inch of her. He barely inserted another finger in there, testing how much she could handle. A fourth finger was out of the question.

"You got a tight pussy. I fucking love that! It makes it that much more fun to stretch it out. You are not going like it, but that's okay. Cuz I'm gonna love every second of it."

Kenny worked his fingers in her while she was crying. Her crying only turned him on more and motivated him to keep at it. Leah was also unable to stop from drooling because of her forced open mouth. She tried to imagine herself anywhere else but where she was at the moment. Unfortunately, much to her dismay, she was becoming aroused from Kenny's finger fucking. Only her boyfriend, Todd, knew how easily aroused and wet she gets when they are intimate. This definitely was not an intimate moment, but her body didn't know any better.

Kenny was overjoyed when Leah's pussy was drenched with her juices.

"Oh, yeah, you're definitely a slut. You were meant to be one from the day you were born. You know how I can tell? Cuz you're enjoying this right now. Look how fucking wet you're getting! What a fucking whore!"

Leah could barely hear Kenny. Her body continued to betray her as the pleasure increased in her loins thanks to Kenny. Her sobbing slowly intertwined with moans she couldn't help express. They were passed the point of no return. Leah needed to get off. Her body was screaming for it. If she could, she would've helped Kenny by swaying her hips to match with his finger assault. It was probably a good thing. Leah didn't want Kenny to know that she wanted to help. But Kenny knew.

"You might as well not fight it. I know you're a horny cum slut. You're just like the other women who come through here. And they think they can take the easy route, but not with me. You need to learn discipline. I find that the hard way is most effective. You'll see."

Leah ignored Kenny and focused on achieving orgasm. She was getting close. She could feel it. At this point Leah didn't bother to hide her moans of pleasure. It was too overwhelming. Right when she was about to go over the edge, Kenny stopped abruptly and pulled his fingers out of her. Leah's eyes opened wide in confusion. She looked at Kenny to see what he was doing. He stood back on his feet.

"Like I said bitch: it's not gonna be that easy." Kenny spat on her face. He didn't care if it went in her mouth. "You bitches make me sick". His spit landed on her eye and nose. Leah blinked rapidly to wipe his spit from her eye. She was glad Kenny stopped but was more disappointed. Leah wanted to cum. She thought he might as well have finished since he started.

"Wait, what am I thinking?" Leah thought. "I can't give in to this sick fuck! I can't give him the satisfaction."

Kenny once again disappeared behind Leah. She was starting to lose feeling in her arms. Soon it'll be her legs. Leah has no idea how long Kenny plans on keeping her like this. She wanted to get down so bad.

" ee oun...eeease..." Leah pleaded with her captor to let her down. Kenny ignored her. He knelt behind Leah's exposed ass, spreading her cheeks wide to inspect her asshole. She jumped from Kenny's touch. It was something Leah was never going to get used to.

"Have you ever shoved anything up your ass, slave?" Kenny asked even though he had a good idea what the answer was. Leah was in hysterics. Every time Kenny informed her of what he planned next, she managed to find strength to resume her thrashing around, hoping it would loosen her binds. Leah was not going to be that lucky.

"That's what I thought" Kenny used his other two fingers from his other hand to shove inside her pussy. "You don't mind if I use your juices to help me get in your ass easier, do you? No? Why thank you." Kenny once again buried his fingers deep inside Leah's wet pussy. "Gotta make sure I'm well-lubricated, otherwise you will definitely not enjoy this. You're probably wondering why I'm being so nice all of a sudden."

"Nice!?" Leah thought. She hated how she couldn't form words because of the ring gag. It was tormenting her just as much that she lost the ability to shout at her kidnapper. She wanted him to know what she was thinking but there was no way that was going to happen. All she could do now is fight. Well, that is not exactly accurate. "Endure" would be a better word.

"Well, so far I am beyond satisfied with you. Alpha has brought in plenty of prizes in the past but you are, by far, the most promising out of all of them. He has really done it this time. AND he came up with a genius plan! I can't wait til we get that started. That motherfucker knows how to throw a good time."

Leah remembered meeting Alpha yesterday. She didn't take him seriously. How could she? She never imagined she would be in this kind of position. Above all else, Leah thought she would've escaped by now. There's still hope.

"So I thought I take this moment to take it easy on you. But don't get used to it, ya hear? Hey! I asked you a question!" Kenny yelled. Leah knew what he wanted her to say. She really wanted to keep being defiant and fight, but, at the same time, Leah really wanted this to end. She needed to regain her strength. Live to fight another day.

"Ehs...Astuh..." It was the best Leah could do. Didn't sound like "Yes, Master," Kenny thought, but it'll do.

"That's better."

After Kenny's fingers were well lubricated thanks to Leah's wet pussy, he took it out, only to insert them in Leah's ass this time. She was much tighter in her ass. Kenny was very happy about that. He concluded she had never done anal or stuck any object in there before. History has taught him that girls, like Leah, made the best kind of slave a master could ever imagine.

Leah wanted to die. She loathed the idea of anyone or anything sticking something up her ass. To her, it was the most disgusting sexual act ever. Leah didn't consider herself a prude, but that was crossing the line. The only thing she could do was keep thrashing around, praying Kenny would find God in the next few seconds and realize his horrible act. Leah's luck still hasn't changed.

Kenny had to slowly fuck her ass with his fingers to get in deeper. She was naturally tight, but Leah was clenching like hell to stop Kenny from going any further. But it was no use. Kenny had the upper hand. No pun intended.

It took a few minutes for Kenny to bottom out. Even when his fingers were fully inside, he couldn't move an inch! To Leah, however, it felt like he was punching her on the inside. Listening to Leah groan and cry was music to Kenny ears. He couldn't wait to do some serious work on her. She'll never forget the experience here.

"You better cut that shit out. We haven't even scratched the surface. If you think this is bad, you're not going to survive what's down the road for you. We might have to take baby steps. God damn, you are one tight bitch!" Kenny managed to slowly wiggle his fingers inside her. He wanted her prepared for what's next. Kenny loved torturing women, but he always played it carefully enough to prevent any kind of permanent damage to them. Otherwise, the game is over. He admitted to Alpha and Buddy, more than once, there were times where he took it too far and was surprised when the slaves did not meet their untimely demise.

Leah never stopped howling. She thought if she yelled loud and long enough, Kenny would stop, not realizing it was only egging him on. Pools of saliva continued to drip from her open mouth onto the ground. She lost all feeling to her arms. Her legs were going next. Leah hoped her ass would be next so that she wouldn't have to feel Kenny's violation.

It felt like an eternity passed for Leah when Kenny finally took his fingers out of her ass. He did it slowly, avoiding any serious injury. Leah was grateful and didn't think she could stand it for another minute. Her heart was beating fast, causing her to take deep, shallow breaths. Leah's body was glistening from her sweat.

"That should do." Kenny said as he got up to retrieve an item. He took this moment to stretch his legs after a kneeling for a long time. Leah was hoping the ordeal was over and tried to tell Kenny to let her down. The ring gag kept making her sound incoherent. He had a pretty good idea what she wanted though.

"We're almost done for today. I know it must be sad for a horny slut like you, but all good things must come to an end."

"This fucking guy...," Leah thought.

"All you have to do, to end this session for today, is cum. Cum and you're done. Simple, right?" Kenny was still behind Leah, preparing the item he had in his hand. Leah dreaded the idea. This definitely would be the most embarrassing and torturous moment yet. The last thing she wanted to do in front of him was have an orgasm. But he did say they would be done for today. After everything that has happened to Leah, she thought it was the best news she heard today.

Leah nodded furiously, agreeing to Kenny's deal.


Leah felt immediate pressure from her ass. She gave a loud yelp from the shock. She thought Kenny was reinserting his fingers again to continue the torture. Something was different, however. Whatever was going up inside her, it was massive. It wasn't his fingers. It was something else. The object was slowly and painfully stretching her. The only relief she felt was how slick the object was when it went in. Kenny used his own bottled lubricant this time.

"Almost there..." Kenny cajoled. "You're probably happy I warmed up your ass before this, huh?"

Leah only moaned in displeasure as the mystery object sank deeper. It felt like he was shoving a pole inside her. The different sounds emanating from Leah, gave Kenny an erection. He closed his eyes, losing himself in the moment.

Finally, Kenny stopped. He stood back up, leaving the object inside her ass. He pulled up a chair in front of her to get the perfect view. She looked stunning. The fear in her eyes made his cock rock solid. He sat down and explained what was supposed to happen next.

"I inserted a special object inside that pretty ass of yours. It was once a normal 7-inch vibrator, but thanks to our good friend Alpha, he managed to redesign it with a few tweaks. In a minute, I am going to switch the vibrator on using this wireless remote. It will function normally, vibrating inside you, which I'm sure by itself would be uncomfortable enough. But every 2 minutes you will receive a low-voltage shock that will last for only a second. Believe me when I say that one second of shock is enough to cause extreme pain."

Kenny was anticipating the pleasures to come. Tears poured down Leah's face as she realized this was going to be pure hell. Leah pleaded with her eyes and moans for Kenny to just let her down. She even tried to tell him she would blow him if he freed her. Again, thanks to the gag, nothing she said made sense. Kenny took all of Leah's misery in.

"It's up to you how long you want to stay like that. As soon as you cum, you're done. That's a promise."

As much as Leah was horrified, she understood what she had to do to end this agony. Her worry was that she was never going to be able to have an orgasm since she never used her ass to have one. Leah has heard it is possible, but it was different for everyone. She hoped she was the kind that would get them easily. Leah was about to find out.

"Now, let the games begin!"

With a push of a button from the wireless remote, the vibrator in Leah's ass powered on. Leah's body tensed up immediately. It was the most unnatural feeling ever. She hated everything about it. The vibrator in her ass was bad enough. The motion from it, made it worse tenfold. The object made her discover parts of her body she didn't even know existed. Some things were better left a mystery.

Leah now wanted more than anything to pull out the vibrator or, at the very least, run away from it. Her restraints still did its job in keep her contained and immobile. This was unfair. This was wrong. Leah thought she didn't deserve this. No one deserves this. And if she didn't escape, her time here is only going to get worse. For now, she had to focus on getting through this ordeal.

All of a sudden a painful shock erupted inside her ass, intensifying her pain immensely. Leah felt like someone just stabbed her insides. Never in her life has she ever felt such anguish. Kenny was right. The one-second shock was beyond painful. Kenny just sat there watching in fascination. He saw Leah making different faces of pain and horror. He couldn't help but started rubbing his hard-on through his pants. Leah was hoping she could keep pleading with Kenny but was (mentally) shocked to see Kenny rubbing his pants.

"Oh my God," Leah thought, "He's getting off from this!" Leah closed her eyes and cried. Nothing and no one was going to save her. She was going to be stuck like this for the whole day! Leah was far from achieving an orgasm. She hoped at the very least she would pass out from this. As if fate was making fun of her, another shock went off inside her ass, returning her to high alert.

Kenny couldn't help himself. He unzipped his pants and out popped his raging hard cock. Leah was terrified to see it. It was big. 8 inches and thick. It looked about right based on the kind of body he had. She closed her eyes tight when he started masturbating right in front of her.

Leah hated the idea, but she had to dig deep, deep inside her, much like the penetrating, shocking vibrator, and concentrate on having an orgasm. Without wasting any more time, Leah concentrated on having an orgasm. Kenny noticed what she was doing. He found it amusing.

"That's it, baby. Concentrate long and hard to have an orgasm just for me." Kenny intensified his strokes. Leah lost her concentration for a moment when Kenny spoke. He was the last person she was thinking of to help her cum. She lost her concentration again when a third shock came.

To her surprise, the shocks mixed with the vibrations and concentration, helped her receive some pleasure from it. Not a whole lot, but a start. With Leah's hope rising, she went back to concentrating. She imagined her boyfriend Todd and how attractive she found him. Leah thought about her current crushes and what makes her very hot. Being the gaming nerd that she is, a lot of her crushes were fictional characters. They ranged from video game characters, anime characters, comic book characters, etc.

It was working. Leah also imagined she was alone in her room, masturbating in peace and privacy. The only time her concentration broke was when the one-second shocks returned. Yet it still helped in increasing the pleasure inside her. If only Kenny had kept quiet throughout the whole ordeal.

"That's right, slut. Fucking cum, like the cum whore you are! You know you want to. This has been something you wanted all long. You're all the same. Every woman is a cum-guzzling whore. You just need any excuse to be one!" Kenny kept his rhythmic strokes.

Even with Kenny talking, Leah kept her mind on point. She lost how long she's been in this scenario but she was getting closer and closer. The shocks, as painful as they still were, were helping her increase her pleasure. Leah's breathing got quicker. Her moaning was loud and, undeniably, emanating gratification. Leah was very close. The low vibrations were now only a tease. She needed a boost to send her over the edge. The one-second shocks were not doing it either. Leah was feeling defeated when Kenny spoke once again.

"I can tell you're close. I would love prolong your efforts but I got things to do before the day is over. Since you did most of the work, I'll take you to the finish line." With the remote at hand, Kenny increased the vibrations to the max. Leah experienced the biggest orgasm she has ever had. As soon as the vibrations intensified, she came hard. Her eyes shot open, taken aback from the sudden strong feeling. Even with her eyes open, Leah saw stars and colors. Everything around her disappeared and the only thing she knew existed was her powerful orgasm.

It felt like an eternity for her climax to subside. Kenny came the same time Leah came. Her expression of arousal was enough to make him cum. His load shot out landing on the cold floor. Some of it spilled on the hand he was jerking off with, milking every last drop. Kenny never tired of his own orgasms. The best ones always involved the torture of a beautiful woman.

Kenny was very satisfied with today's session. He discovered a lot about Leah. Especially her limits. He was going to be thrilled passing more of her limits and boundaries in the future. Kenny lowered the vibration down to a minimum, as well as turning the shocks off, letting Leah compose herself as best as she could. He stood up, his cock now deflated and still hanging out. He walked over to the very much exhausted Leah.

"Very good, slave. I'm going to enjoy slowly breaking you. I look forward to seeing you again real soon. Here's something to remember me by before then." Kenny smeared the cum that spilt in his hand inside her open mouth. Leah was beyond fatigued to care. She was still disgusted and attempted to take some of it out, but Kenny made sure it was deep in her mouth.

"Have fun with Buddy. I know he'll love you too." Kenny zipped up his pants before making his way to the exit door. Leah realized where he was going, causing her to thrash like a wild animal. Leah thought she wasn't going to make it if she was left like this for the rest of the day. Her throat was sore but she managed to groan and howl loudly, doing everything possible to get his attention.

Kenny was expecting this. He wanted to prolong her torture.

"What? A promise is a promise. I promised you, you'd be done if you could cum like the whore you are, and you did. Now we're done. I'm about to leave and you can do whatever you want."

Leah continued her protest. She couldn't believe he was going to leave her like this. She needed to be let down. She couldn't take it anymore. Kenny smiled as he walked back, changing his expression to a serious one when he faced her once again.

"You want ME to let you down? Is that it?"

Leah nodded, pleadingly.

"You're a needy bitch, too, aren't you?" Kenny asked with a serious tone.

Leah closed her eyes and produced more tears, nodding to his question.

"Remember what I said about cutting corners here? We don't. So if you wanna get out of here so badly, you're gonna have to do it yourself."

"What do you mean 'do it by myself'?," Leah thought. "How can I? I'm fucking tied up with a fucking vibrator in my ass! GET ME THE FUCK OUT OF HERE NOW!" Kenny could tell what she was thinking thanks to her expressions.

"I guess I can see your point. It would be hard for you to get down in this position. I tell you what, I'll meet you halfway. If you can get that plug out of your ass all on your own, I'll let you down. Deal?"

Leah responded the same way she has been responding.

"Good! I'll be back when you're able to do your part. Don't worry. See that camera there?" Leah looked to where Kenny was pointing. At the corner ceiling, Leah could see a small camera pointed at them. The red dot told them it was recording every minute of their session. Leah was in a new world of embarrassment. Last thing she wanted was anybody seeing her like this. "I'll be looking in to see your progress. The second you shit out that vibrator, I'll be back. Another promise I plan on fulfilling."

Kenny retrieved the remote to the special vibrator out of his pocket. "Here's a little motivation for you to get started." Kenny increased the vibration in her ass along with the 2-minute shock intervals. Leah was returned to her own hell she thought she left for good. Or at least for today.

Kenny left the besieged Leah to her fate. He left the room for good shutting the door behind him. Leah thought she could expel the object out of her before Kenny left the room but much to her disappointment it was impossible. Little did she know, Kenny never mentioned the base of the vibrator. Apha also added a small-inflated balloon there that slowly deflated. At the rate of its deflation, Leah would be able to eject the vibrator from her ass in a little over an hour.

Leah didn't know that and was going to be in a whole other world of physical, and mental, pain. This was all part of Kenny's plan to torture not only Leah's perfect body, but her mind as well. He knew she was a fighter, so it was going to take some time before she completely broke. By then the fun would be over. It was the process that was worth it for the three friends. Kenny's day was going very well for him. He couldn't say the same for Leah. Kenny wouldn't have it any other way.

Chapter 4 (added: 2016/01/03)

Leah was motionless in her bed. She remained in a fetal position for hours. Her mind was preoccupied on what happened yesterday. She had trouble accepting it really happened. What Leah went through was, without a doubt, the very worst day of her life. Everything about it caused her extreme amount of mental and emotional pain. As for her physical self, Kenny gave her the next few days to recover before meeting Buddy. Leah had no idea what kind of character Buddy was, but if he was anything like Kenny, she wasn't going to "appreciate" his company as well. At the very least, she had hoped whatever happens, will be nothing like yesterday. Leah still remembered how it ended.

She was already in a state of turmoil when Kenny had left her to complete her task. She hung there, bare naked, by the wrists and knees. The only way out of that position was by Kenny's help. But he stated that he will only help her if she was able to expel the 7-inch vibrator in her ass. Leah thought he was joking. There was no way to take it out as long as her hands were holding her up. Leah knew Kenny meant she had to push it out using the muscles in her ass.

It was the final piece of humiliation for Leah that day. She knew that the quicker she was able to do it, the quicker she would be able to get down. To Leah's disbelief, it took her almost two hours to get it out. It wasn't because of her lack of trying, but a detail, Kenny failed to mention, about the device up her ass. Under normal circumstances, Leah would've been able to accomplish her task in a short amount of time, but Kenny made it nearly impossible for her to do so. The base of the vibrator was equipped with an inflated balloon-like material that served as a plug. Leah was under so much pain when Kenny shoved it in, that she failed to notice the inflation.

It was one of Alpha's simple designs for the guys while they had their fun. Kenny used it on many unfortunate women who ended up in the men's grasps. The beauty of it was that the balloon would slowly deflate, eventually letting the victim able to push it out eventually. Leah tried all her might to take it out but it was no use. It felt like there was something blocking the vibrator from coming out. It didn't take Leah to figure out Kenny did something to it to make it harder for her. Twenty minutes of continuous effort caused Leah to finally pass out. Luckily (or unluckily), the shocks woke her back up.

She gave up all attempts and hung there crying and moaning in pain. She fainted a few more times, only to be woken up by the shocks again. Leah was surprised she hasn't died yet. She was convinced no human being could undergo such treatment without receiving some serious repercussions. Leah couldn't believe one human being can do something like this to another human being. But these weren't human beings to Leah. These were monsters. They captured women like Leah to play their sick games. As long as Leah still had life in her, she was going to fight every waking moment she was a captive.

With all this in mind, Leah couldn't help feeling defeated in that moment where she couldn't fulfill her part in getting herself down. The mental games these guys played were just as bad as the physical ones. Lying there on the bed now, Leah has no idea how she was able to endure almost two hours on her own while the vibrator was in her ass on the highest vibration setting, receiving shocks every two minutes. Leah figured it was her fighting spirit that kept her going through this ordeal. It came as a shock when Leah was finally able to get rid of the device out of her. It was even more shocking when the feeling of emptiness took her by surprise.

It took awhile for her bottom to adjust to its original position. After receiving relief for her ass, Leah looked over to the camera to see if it was still pointing at her. Leah did the best she could to get the attention of whoever was watching her. She had assume Kenny was, but at this point she didn't care who got her down. As long as they did it soon.

Kenny was watching her through the camera. He was in the control room with Alpha, both enjoying the show. They've been talking about her while eating take-out. They compared her to other girls who have had the "pleasure" being in their company. Alpha agreed with Kenny that Leah is full of promises, but his favorite was still Danielle.

"Yeah, I liked Danielle, too." Kenny said. "I've never seen you push anyone harder than her. Sure did take a lot of shit before breaking, huh?"

"That she did." Alpha replied, biting down on another potsticker. "It was unfortunate to see her go."

"Ya know, I still watch her videos? What you did with her was pure art, Alpha. Can't tell ya enough."

"I know, Kenny."

"Can't wait to see what Buddy has in store for her. What's he up to today?"

"Spending time with his family. He promised he'd take them to the beach today."

"I don't get the married life."

"What's there to get?"

"I don't know. It's just not for me." Kenny said swallowing his lo mein.

Kenny sat next to Alpha watching Leah through the monitors, who was clearly in distress. Kenny was enjoying the show while eating and drinking his beer. It was Alpha who told him he had to tend to her.

"You should take her down, now. If she hangs there any longer, she'll have to recuperate longer. I'm sure Buddy wouldn't appreciate that too much."

"Yeah I guess you're right, Al. I wouldn't want her to miss Buddy's sick games."

With that, Kenny put down his beer, stood up and exited the control room. He headed down stairs to free Leah. Kenny expertly detached every strap on her body, making sure not to damage anything. Carefully, he carried her naked body back to her cell. The moment Kenny took her off the binds, Leah passed out. Luckily, the cell door was still open, having Kenny to avoid an awkward moment of opening the door while still holding her body. He gently set her on the bed. When he was satisfied she looked comfortable, Kenny just looked at her with lust.

Leah already was an attractive specimen, but the marks on her body, caused by the whip and straps, made her look more delicious. A bulge began to rise in Kenny's pants. He noticed he forgot to take off Leah's ring gag. Before he did, however, he had one more thing he needed to take care of.

He unzipped his pants once more to let out his semi-hard cock. He rubbed it to get it fully erect before jerking it in a steady pace. His eyes were on Leah's unconscious, naked body. He didn't want to rape her just yet. He wanted it to be "special" when the time came. When it does happen, Kenny wants to make sure Leah would never forget their first rape together.

Right before Kenny ejaculated, he positioned the head of his cock towards Leah's open mouth. He kept her head still with one hand while releasing his load inside her mouth. He made sure every drop went in her mouth. He even used the corner of her lips to scrape the last few drops of his cum.

Kenny stuck his dick back in before zipping up. Next, he gently took the gag off her mouth. He massaged her mouth carefully before closing it. Feeling satisfied, Kenny left Leah's unconscious body on her bed. He turned the lights off before leaving the room completely.

By the time Leah was left alone, it was 3:34 p.m. She slept throughout the rest of the day and the night. She didn't wake up until 5 in the morning the next day. Soreness overtook most of her body when she came back to her new hell. Leah was confused when her vision didn't clear up after opening them, only to find out she wasn't wearing her contacts anymore. Her shoulders and legs were killing her. It was her ass that felt the most painful. Leah's body was so sensitive she couldn't even roll over on her bed to change positions. To top it all off, her throat not only felt really dry but there was something crusty in her mouth. It tasted awful. She couldn't produce enough saliva to wash it away. For a moment, Leah forgot where she was and why she was feeling so much pain. She had hoped she just had a horrible nightmare. When Leah realized it wasn't a nightmare, she sobbed quietly.

Leah couldn't imagine going through anything like that again. She didn't think she could survive it the first time. Leah felt disappointment in herself. She hated that she let someone like Kenny do all those horrible things to her. Her father and long-time trainer would be upset with her right now. This was why Leah trained for so many years in self-defense. So that nothing like this could ever happen to her. Leah didn't want to be a statistic. She felt so helpless.

Leah remained motionless on her bed for some time before hearing someone enter the room. It made her jump with fear, causing her soreness to come back. Leah remained in her fetal position, covering her intimate parts. She did the best she could do without a blanket or pillow. She looked over to see who it was. She couldn't tell because it was too dark and he didn't bother turning on the lights. The dark figure approached Leah's cell bars where he was close enough for Leah to see who it was. It was Alpha.

Leah turned away knowing he wasn't going to save her. She had little hope someone new would come in to let her go. Alpha was wearing a blue, long-sleeve buttoned-up shirt with khakis. His black hair combed back like it was the first day they met. He had with him a saran-wrapped sub, a water bottle, and painkillers. Without saying a word, he put each item through the bars and placed them on the ground. Alpha disappeared back into the darkness to retrieve a chair. He used it to sit down in front of the bars looking straight at Leah. She hated how he could see her naked. Leah was still covering her breasts with her arms and crossed her legs to hide her nether region. She positioned her body towards him so he couldn't see her bare ass.

"How are you feeling, Leah?"

No answer.

"I know how rough Kenny can be. If it makes you feel any better, out of the three of us, he's the most abusive.

Still no answer.

"I hope you understand the severity of your situation. I would be lying if I said it would make things easier if you just accepted your fate. Nothing would change, though. You would be going through the same treatment."

Leah remained silent and motionless, avoiding eye contact.

"Well, I'll leave you to it then. We'll give you a few more days to heal. Our sessions can leave our 'guests' fatigued. We'll be giving you daily food and water, and medicine if you need it. One of us will see you again tomorrow to check up on you."

Alpha was ready to get up when Leah finally spoke.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Leah asked without looking at him. She sounded raspy. Leah hasn't had a drink of water in the past 24 hours. Plus, her throat was still sore from all the crying and screaming. Alpha heard what she said, but continued on with his leave.

"That's a fair question." Alpha put back the chair where it originally was. "Normally, we pick girls who aren't a high profile. Less risk of getting caught. But when I saw you, I knew you'd be perfect for our personal sessions. And as luck would have it, you resided not too far from where we live. So when it comes down to it, you were convenient for us."

Leah looked at Alpha with disbelief in her eyes. She couldn't fight back the tears. Leah couldn't believe they were doing this to just for the sake of convenience. There had to be more to it than that. Then again, maybe Leah didn't want to know what was really in store for her. She thought it was perhaps best left as a mystery.

"We do have plans for you, Leah. Big plans. There is a bigger reason why I chose you. If everything goes as planned, then everyone will be happy." Alpha said this last part with a big grin. Leah only stared at him. She didn't want him to see how weak and frail she felt. This was the best she could do to show her strength. It wasn't working too well.

"Make use of the next few days for recovery. You're going to need it. Buddy can wear you out too. Trust me." Leaving Leah with that in mind, Alpha walked out of the room.

As soon as Alpha left the room, Leah let out all the tears she was holding back. It felt like waterfalls were coming out of her eyes. Her hands were not enough to dry her eyes, so she slowly made her way to the toilet paper that was placed next to the toilet. It felt like each step she took, she was stepping on knives while her took punches. Leah was able to dry her tears in no time with the paper. The sink was in arms reach so Leah shuffled over to use the ice-cold water. She washed her face with it and rinsed her mouth out. She figured while she was up, she might as well retrieve the sub, water bottle and pills. Leah was surprised to see her prescription eyeglasses were there too.

They weren't exactly sexy eyeglasses. The rims were large and thick, which indeed made her look like a nerd. A very attractive nerd though. She knew there were plenty of guys out there who thought it was hot. Including her boyfriend. Leah went back to her bed to sit down. Her ass was still sore and it only reminded her of the previous day. She went back to lying down on the bed. Leah looked at the pills Alpha gave her. She was reluctant to take any kind of drugs these animals gave her. But what more can be done to her? She's already been through hell. And Leah really could use something to ease the soreness she was feeling.

Leah swallowed the pills with the water she was given. It was a little difficult to do so while lying down, but she managed. Leah looked at the saran-wrapped sub she was still holding. She noticed a sticker on in that read "Gluten-Free." At least these assholes knew she was allergic to gluten, Leah thought. She would sometimes mention in some of the videos she posted on YouTube that she is allergic to gluten. It didn't bother Leah since she already ate healthy regularly. But she did enjoy eating chicken and meat just as much. Thinking about food only made Leah hungrier.

The last time Leah ate was almost two days ago. Her situation might be dire, but it didn't hinder her hunger pangs. Leah slowly unwrapped the saran wrap and the sub to inspect if there was anything inside she did not like. It had salami, pepperoni, provolone, lettuce, tomato, banana peppers, and oil and vinegar. Leah wasn't a fan of banana peppers so she took them out before eating the sandwich.

It tasted amazing for Leah due to not eating for so long. She picked up her pace only to devour the whole sub in minutes. Leah drank the rest of the water to wash down the sub. She felt much better by the time she was done with eating. The pills were starting to kick in and she was no longer hungry. For a moment Leah forgot her dilemma as she attempted to sit up casually on the bed. She even forgot she was still naked and the camera was still on her. Leah didn't care anymore. These monsters have already seen too much of her. Knowing they have done this much to her almost killed her mentally. Her strong will thought otherwise. If anything, it only motivated Leah to find a way to escape this madness. Her outlook was still not in her favor. She wanted to review her options.

Since her eyeglasses helped her see much better than her contacts, Leah was able to see her surroundings clearer. She was already familiar with her cell: the bed she was on, working toilet and sink, barred window, drain in the middle of the cell, light-bulb on the ceiling, and a camera at the corner of the room. The camera was protected by a dense plastic material, so there was no way of damaging it. The best she could do, Leah thought, was smearing something on the plastic to block the camera's view. She didn't have anything to do so.

Leah stood up to walk to the bars. Her body felt a little better thanks to the drugs. She walked covering her boobs by crossing her arms. Leah felt there was little to nothing she could do to cover her crotch. She was going to worry about it when someone comes in the room. Leah wanted to see what else was in the room besides the cell she was in. She remembered very little from when she was taken out and tortured by Kenny. Leah also wanted to forget everything that happened with him.

The room was still dim, but thanks to her glasses she was able to see a little better. It started to come back to Leah when she was looking around the room. It was harder than Leah thought to avoid thinking about her time with Kenny. It was a large open area. There were several tables on one side of the wall. Along the walls, there were big closets. Leah counted three of them but there could've been more in the darker part of the room. The ceiling was pretty high. All she could see was several chains, straps, and ropes hanging down. Leah felt sick when she remembered how Kenny had her hanging from the arms and legs. It was traumatizing.

Leah imagined the other poor girls who were here before her and how they handled it. She had hoped most of them put up a fight. Or at the very least found their own means of escape. Leah wasn't ready to give up. Alpha said he was going to give her a few days to recover. She will also use that time to prepare for either an escape, or a fight. Escape seems less likely to happen first. Leah concluded she will have to fight before escaping.

She didn't know what kind of person this "Buddy" was. If he was anything like Kenny, it was going to be just as difficult. Leah had every intention of giving her 200% when it comes to the next time she has to fight. There was no way she was going through what happened to her last time. Once was already one too many times. She will have to live with that for the rest of her life. Leah reasoned she wouldn't get peace until these motherfuckers pay for everything they have done, not just to her, but every other innocent victim before Leah.

Leah was left alone for the rest of the day. Even with pills kicking in, her body was still in pain. She returned to her bed to lie down. This was how she spent the next few days of recovery. Someone, mostly Alpha, would see her once everyday to deliver food, water, and pills. On the third day of her recovery, Kenny came down. Leah was in terror mode when he came back. Instead of putting up a fight, she curled away trying to make herself smaller or invisible.

Kenny thought it was funny. He assured her there wasn't going to be any funny business today. He only came down to deliver the food, water, and pills. Kenny mentioned he added a special ingredient in the sandwich that day that might make her feel better. Leah had a pretty good idea what it was. Leah was only given the chance to eat once a day. It wasn't enough to satisfy her hunger. It was better than nothing. As much as she wanted to avoid eating the sandwich, she reluctantly did anyway. The cum had already engrained into the sandwich so wiping it off was out of the question. It tasted foul but Leah needed food in her system to get through the day.

By the fifth day, Leah felt the majority of her discomfort was gone. She still took careful steps when she hopped off the bed. The pills did its job numbing the pain each day. Leah grew bored quickly with daily routine. Leah couldn't remember the last time doing literally nothing in consecutive days. She missed not being able to play her video games. The only thing that would please her more than playing her games online would be escaping from this place. Now that Leah regained most of her strength back on the fifth day, she decided to get back on conducting her escape.

She wasn't planning on feeling sorry for herself and crying all day. Despite being completely naked, Leah exercised for as long as she could. Because of her limited resources, Leah resorted to body exercises, including pushups, sit-ups, lunges, etc. At first, Leah felt ridiculous for working out in the nude, but she knew she needed to work on her strength in order to give the next guy the fight of the century. Along with body exercises, she also did extensive stretches and fighting moves Leah learned from her personal trainer.

At the end of the day, Leah felt invigorated. Her body was still sore but she fought through the pain. Leah found her will and strength again. Her mind was sharp again and ready for action. Even better news was she still had a day or two to get ready. Leah gave herself a good sweat from her workout. The only way she could clean herself was using the water from the sink. She wouldn't have mind but the only water that came out was ice cold. Nevertheless, Leah managed to wash her body with the freezing water. Because of the lack of towels, Leah was careful not to put too much water on her body. She applied just enough to feel cool and refreshed.

Leah went back to her bed to lie down and relax. Her mind was occupied with her life before this nightmare. She wished she was back home with her boyfriend, Todd, their two dogs, and her video games. Leah always posted a video almost every day on her YouTube account for the fans. Although Leah missed her passion for playing her video games, she missed her family and friends more.

The last time Leah saw her parents was last week for dinner. They mostly talked about her and how she was. Leah genuinely was happy with her life at the moment. Her relationship with her parents was great. They loved her and she loved them back. Leah dreaded the day her parents finding out about what happened to her. It will crush them. A single tear roll down from her eye after she thought about this. Everyone was going to find out what happened to her. Nothing was going to be the same. People will see her as victim of a horrid crime who used to be a famous online gamer personality.

Leah wished Todd, her boyfriend, was here. She needed him more than ever. Leah may have been a strong person, but she still had moments of weakness. Todd knew just what to say and do to make her feel much better. She wondered what he was up to. By now he should be extremely worried that he hasn't been able to communicate with her this long. Leah prayed he will take the necessary steps to ensure her safety. She left him in charge to edit and post the videos they have already recorded. Her fans will receive videos for another day or two, but Leah didn't care if they get upset. It wasn't her primary concern at the moment.

Leah went to sleep peacefully that night. The exercise wore her out. There was no clock to let her know what time of day it was. If she had to guess, she woke up around 10 a.m. When she got up, Leah saw food, water, and pills inside her cell next to the bars. Someone (probably Alpha) came into the room early in the morning and dropped it off for her. Leah must've been very tired if she wasn't able to hear him come and go.

Leah stretched her body after hopping off the bed. She picked up the items from the ground and brought them back to her bed. Today she was given granola bars, apple, chips, water bottle, and more pills. She was feeling a little better than yesterday but she was still going to take them. Leah ate the apple and swallowed her pills with the water. After her small breakfast, Leah resumed her workout for today. She repeated the same routine from yesterday. Leah would take required breaks before getting back at it. Her motivation was her rage. She kept thinking how these sorry excuses for men took advantage of her because she looked cute and fragile. Her online videos only showed one side of her. Kenny had a taste of the fire that was in her. Whoever this Buddy was, Leah was going to unleash all the fire she's been holding in on him.

Leah was in the middle of a fighting technique when she heard the door to the room unlock. When the door opened, the light was turned on, emitting a brighter light. Leah quickly hopped on her bed and covered herself up as best as possible. She put on her glasses to see who it was. It was Alpha.

"Hello, Leah." Alpha said. "How are you?"

"Go fuck yourself" Leah responded.

"I'm great too, thank you."

Alpha went over to one of the closets to open and take out a hose. He connected one end of the hose to a spigot Leah hadn't noticed. At the other end of the hose, Alpha connected a nozzle. Leah knew where this was going. She didn't move a muscle. Alpha walked over the cell bars. Out of his pocket, he took out a small bottle of shampoo and a bar of soap. He tossed both of them inside the cell through the bars. Leah still hasn't moved.

"Alright, Miss Leah. I'm sure you know what this is about."

Leah remained still.

"You could either stand in the middle of the room where the drain is, or I can spray this ice-cold water where you are now. The latter will get your bed wet and you won't be able to use this towel." Alpha produced a towel he was holding from behind his back. Leah wasn't in the mood to shower, but she didn't want to stay wet either. She hasn't proper shower since the first day of her captivity. The sink water did little to nothing to provide her taking care of her personal hygiene. Leah thought about this for a bit before deciding that the best option was to go ahead and stand next to drain.

Leah quickly took off her glasses and set them on the bed. She carefully got up, using one arm to cover her breasts while using the other hand to hide her pussy. She stood in the middle of the room waiting for Alpha to apply the cold water on her.

"I'm going to leave the spray on for three minutes. I'll leave it up to you to decide how you want to wash yourself during those three minutes. Don't forget to use the shampoo and soap I gave you."

Leah knew she would have to move her arms to use the shampoo and wash. She didn't want to be clean for them but Leah thought if she was going to be doused with water, she might as well take advantage of it. Before Leah could pick up the small bottle, Alpha unleashed the cold water on Leah. It came out fast, startling Leah when the cold water hit her naked body. Alpha pointed the nozzle at Leah's face. She tried blocking the water using her hands, realizing this meant Alpha had a clear view of her tits and pussy. It didn't bother her at the moment.

Leah tried to move out of the way from the water's projectile, but Alpha only followed her. Realizing there was no way to escape the freezing water, she quickly grabbed the shampoo bottle from the ground. She turned her back to Alpha avoiding the water as best as she could. When Leah did this, Alpha pointed the nozzle toward Leah's bare bottom. It was just as painful as it was embarrassing. Trying to avoid the pain from the water, Leah squeezed out the shampoo onto her hand and quickly applied it to her hair.

She scrubbed her hair furiously while Alpha switched between spraying her back and ass. When Leah felt she washed her hair thoroughly, she reached for the bar of soap from the ground. Her hands were so slippery she was fumbling with it. Several times she dropped it before picking it up. Alpha didn't help by spraying her face and head. Leah lathered her body with the soap, her back to Alpha again. Leah realized she had to turn her front to Alpha if she wanted him to wash the soap off. She didn't know how much time she had left with the water.

Leah held off as long as she could before reluctantly turning around to face Alpha who was still hosing her down. She did her best to keep herself covered and rinsing herself off at the same time. Alpha managed to see all of Leah at times. It was difficult for her to stop him from seeing her whole body. It didn't matter to him, though. Alpha knew he will have his own time with Leah soon enough. It was amusing for him to see her squirm and shake.

Alpha made sure to turn off the water when exactly three minutes have been reached. Leah turned her back to Alpha, shivering from the cold. As much as Alpha love the view from behind, he passed the towel through the bars, waiting for her to take it. She turned her head to see him holding the towel he promised. She tip-toed backwards towards him. When she reached behind her for the towel, Alpha jokingly pulled it back, making her miss.

Leah was enraged.

"You fucking promised!" Leah screamed.

"Okay, okay" Alpha chuckled. He held the towel still when Leah snatched it from him. She immediately wrapped her cold, naked body with the surprisingly big towel. Leah patted herself down, trying to dry herself as quickly as possible. She made sure to have her back to Alpha when she had to reach up to dry her hair, and knelt down to dry her legs.

The whole time Leah was drying herself, Alpha was putting away the hose to its original place. When he was done, Alpha went back to the bars. He cleared his throat, reaching through the bars, indicating he was waiting for Leah to return the towel.

"You want it? Come and get it," Leah challenged. Alpha only smiled and retreated his hand.

"That's fine. We'll get it back somehow. Buddy won't like it, though, you disobeyed. He'll make sure to punish you for that."

"Can't wait."

"We all can't."

Leah gave him an ugly look. She was ready for this "Buddy." They were going to be in for a rude awakening when the time comes. Leah secured her towel above her chest. She was able to put her hands on her sides without having to worry about hiding her most intimate parts. The towel was damp, so Leah avoided her bed for now. She casually walked backwards until her back was against the wall. She crossed her arms staring at him, waiting for his next move.

"Buddy will be here in two days. Do whatever you think you need to do to prepare yourself before then."

Alpha referred to Leah's exercising and practicing. Leah thought he was trying to shake her up. She was unfazed. She was still driven to see these guys lose.

"I promise if you let me go now, each of you will probably only get at least 100 years in prison."

This made Alpha laugh. Leah knew by this point she couldn't reason with any of these lunatics. They made it clear they wanted her for their sick games. Alpha and his goons went through a lot of trouble to get her and she knew, unfortunately, they were not going to let her go. Leah took advantage of this. She figured she would throw them off guard by seeing how relaxed and calm she was.

"Tempting offer, there. I think I speak for all three of us when I say we respectfully pass." With that, Alpha turned around to exit the door. Leah didn't have anything else to say. She watched Alpha leave and lock the room. Leah walked to her bed to sit down on its edge. She wished she had another towel for her wet hair but it wasn't that important at the moment.

Two days, Leah thought. That's how much time I have left. I'll be ready. Will they?

Leah spent the rest of the day walking around her cell, inspecting her surroundings some more, shuffling around her bed, and thinking about her situation before sleeping. She was still wearing the towel when she fell asleep. Some time, before she slept, she tried airing out the towel as best she could, but that meant Leah had to disrobe the towel in order to do so. Leah aired the towel out for a good minute before putting it back on. That was the only peep show the goons were getting tonight.

The towel was still damp when she slept with it. Leah had a restful sleep for the most part. She dreamt she was in one of the video games she enjoyed playing. It was a popular shooting/war game her fans liked to see her play. As usual, Leah was kicking ass and having a great time. Her dream ended abruptly when a grenade landed at her feet and went off. Leah woke up slightly startled. She thought she was back in her room, on her bed, until she saw the towel barely covering her naked body. She closed her eyes in disappointment hoping this nightmare was just a nightmare. Leah took a deep breath and exhaled loudly.

"Good morning."

Leah shot up from her bed to see who said that. The figure was sitting down on a chair. Even when she reached for her glasses, which she placed on the ground next to her bed the night before, Leah couldn't see who it was because he was sitting in the dark. The weak light coming from Leah's window only shone just enough to see his shoes up to his chest. The rest of him was covered up by the dark.

Leah secured her towel once again around her body before standing up. Her stance suggested she was ready for anything the mystery figure would do. He simply sat there with his hands on his knees.

"You must be Leah. It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Buddy."

Leah felt extremely uncomfortable from his voice. It reminded her of Benedict Cumberbatches' voice, except not English. He was clearly American. But that voice was so menacing. It didn't help either that he looked mysterious in the dark. Leah didn't say a word. Although she was a little frightened, she continued to show fierceness using her eyes and body.

"I'm sorry for my intrusion. I tend to wake up early than most people. One can finish more tasks early in the day, I say. Wouldn't you agree?"

Leah remained silent.

"I have to say, you are much more beautiful in person. I thought you were absolutely stunning in all of your videos. I became quite a fan myself."

Buddy interlocked his hands together, resting them between his lap.

"I'm excited to work with you. I've never had the honor of working with someone of your status. It's quite endearing."

Leah couldn't tell if he was being serious or not. He sounded crazy yet his tone suggested he was very serious. Leah didn't know what to do or say. She wasn't expecting this kind of interaction. Especially from someone who sounded so eerie.

"Anyway, if you don't mind, I think I'll turn on the lights to get a better look at you. I didn't want to turn them on before because I thought it would disturb your sleep."

Okay, this guy is a psychopath, Leah thought.

Leah saw him stand up and disappear into the darkness, assuming he was going to turn on the lights. When he did, both had a clearer view of the other. The first thing Leah thought of Buddy was that he looked like a nerd. He wasn't exactly scrawny, but he was skinny enough to show he wasn't an imminent threat. He had short wavy, brown hair. He also wore round glasses that didn't help his look. Buddy was wearing a long-sleeved shirt, with khakis, and business shoes. He looked like a teacher, Leah thought.

Leah relaxed exponentially. It gave her much relief to know that this guy didn't pose a threat like Kenny did. Kenny was formidable because he was big and clearly had training. But Buddy looked like he has been on the end of a bully's torment since he was little. Leah knew Buddy was part of the sick group with Alpha and Kenny, so she didn't plan on showing mercy when the time came.

Buddy shifted his glasses to focus better on Leah. He did like what he saw very much. He was looking forward to his own session with her.

"You're even beautiful in a brighter setting!" Buddy said in his deep, uncanny voice. It didn't bother Leah anymore now that she knew who she was dealing with. She could tell Buddy was completely enamored with her. His face said it all. Leah thought maybe she didn't have to resort to a physical response just yet.

"You like what you see, huh?" Leah teased.

"I really do." Buddy came closer to the bars, but not close enough for Leah to reach out and grab him.

"You're really cute. Why don't you come in and we can have some fun."

"No, I can't. Alpha sent me to just introduce myself. We can have our fun tomorrow."

"Why wait?" Leah took the opportunity to disrobe. She figured Buddy was the kind of guy who would do just about anything for her once he's seen her naked. Buddy's expression did change, as he was very impressed with what he saw. He saw Kenny's session recording, but seeing Leah naked in person was ten times better.

"I really shouldn't."

"Oh, c'mon. I won't bite." Leah did her best to sound and look seductive for one of her captors. She was sure she could get him to come in with his guard down. Leah didn't have any intention of biting him, but she did plan on subduing him once he was inside. Buddy looked as if he was contemplating his options.

"Okay! Sure!" Buddy said with glee.

That's it, Leah thought. Come in here you son-of-a-bitch so I can beat your perverted ass to a pulp.

Leah waited in anticipation, getting ready to make her move once Buddy came in the cell.

"If you don't mind, though, I'm going to eat my breakfast first. I didn't eat anything last night and I am famished." Buddy went back to his chair where Leah saw a Tupperware of fruits and a thermos on the ground next to it. Leah was dismayed.

"You can eat afterwards. Why not have some quick fun before you eat, huh?" Leah continued to flirt and move seductively, raising her leg up a little for a better view of her snatch.

"Trust me, darling, I would love to, but I also have to take my medicine with my food. Otherwise, I can't function properly. I'll be quick, I promise."

Leah barely hid her disappointment this time. She was eager to kick this guy in the balls and get the hell out of there. But Leah only picked up the towel and covered herself up once more. She went back to acting seductively, even when returning to her bed to sit.

"Fine. I'll be waiting." Leah leaned back on the bed, crossing her legs, doing her best to act sexy for Buddy. The quicker he ate his meal, the sooner she can get out.

"Thank you. This won't take long." Buddy opened the container, and started eating what was inside which were fruits. He occasionally took a sip from his thermos which Leah assumed was coffee.

Buddy didn't say anything while he ate. He only ate and stared at Leah the whole time. Leah was quickly growing impatient. It looked as if Buddy was taking his time eating! She was just about to say something when Buddy spoke.

"Oh! I almost forgot! My medicine!" Buddy reached into his pants pocket and took out two pills, which he swallowed them with the help of his drink. Watching Buddy eat made Leah realize she hasn't eaten anything since yesterday. Her stomach also reminded her of that. It wasn't until Leah's gaze went elsewhere did she notice the usual food, bottled water, and pills left for her inside the cell!

Buddy noticed her discovery.

"I'm terribly sorry! I'm very forgetful today. I took the liberty of bringing those for you while I'm here. Please help yourself. Don't mind me." Buddy ate a couple of strawberries from his container of fruits.

"That's okay, I'm not hungry." Leah lied.

"That's fine. Again, sorry I forgot to tell you."

Buddy continued eating and drinking from his thermos. He didn't do anything yet to her, but Leah already hated Buddy. He was tormenting her by slowly eating in front of her. She knew she could eat too but her mind was focused on escaping. Leah lost her concentration in acting sexy. Her impatience was killing her. When she couldn't wait anymore, she exploded.

"Would you just fucking hurry up with your goddamn food!" Leah yelled.

Buddy stopped chewing and looked at her with a shocked expression. Buddy looked lost and embarrassed. He swallowed the fruit that was still in his mouth before he spoke.

"I- I'm sorry. I was just hungry. I- I- I didn't mean to upset you." Buddy stood up, picking up his container and thermos, ready to leave. "I can go if you like?"

What the hell is wrong with this guy? Is he really this big of a wimp? How the hell is he with Alpha and Kenny? Leah was about to take him up on his offer, but she was already committed to tricking and restraining him once he was in the cell with her. Leah couldn't wait until tomorrow for him to come back. It was now or never.

"No, no, no! I'm sorry! Don't go!" Leah expressed regretfully. She tried to come up with an excuse for her outburst. "I'm just hungry. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday, and I can get cranky when I am."

"Like I said, I brought the food and water for you. You can eat it while I'm here. Please, I insist."

Leah thought she could reassure him if she started eating with him, hoping it would make him stay. Without saying a word, Leah, making sure her towel was still secured, walked over to where the food, water, and pills were. She picked all of them up and brought it back to her bed. She sat down placing everything but the food next to her. It was a simple ham and cheese sandwich. When he saw Leah eating her sandwich, Buddy sat back down placing his thermos back on the ground next to him. He opened his container and resumed eating his fruit.

Leah was feeling a little better now that she was eating again. She would look up to see Buddy eating and staring at her, smiling when their eyes met. Leah forced a fake smile. As much as she wanted to get this over with, she ate her sandwich slowly, savoring the taste. Leah took sips from her bottled water, making sure it would last her the whole day. Leah remembered she also had the pills. Her ass no longer hurt her as much from Kenny's session, but her arms and legs were still sore.

Leah swallowed the pills with the water like she's always done. She was glad drowsiness wasn't a side-effect from the pills. Leah wanted her mind sharp when the time came to escape.

"I have to say, I am a fan of yours." Buddy said.

"Oh, yeah?" Leah pretended to be humble.

"Yes, my students talk about you all the time. Mostly the boys. They think you're attractive just as you are at playing video games."

"So you're a teacher?"

"Yes, I'm a high school teacher. I teach different science classes."

A science nerd, Leah thought. That makes sense.

"Cool." Leah responded.

"Yes, I love science. Especially human anatomy. The human body is an extraordinary machine."

Leah only nodded pretending to show interest.

"You would be surprise what the human body is capable of. Especially the female body."

This was a red flag for Leah. She stopped her chewing and looked at Buddy with a suspicious look. Buddy continued to speak while eating his fruits.

"The body of a woman is my absolute favorite to experiment on. Not all women's bodies are the same. Each body is significantly special. Not many people truly know what it means to appreciate the female body. I like to think I am a connoisseur when it comes to the subject."

Leah could see his expression change into something sinister. She knew he was talking about her. The sick side of him was slowly coming out. But Leah made sure not to startle him by being rebellious now. She humored him some more.

"Is that right? Well, what do you think about my body?" Leah teased once again.

"Your body is magnificent. I can't wait to get to work on it. Every woman who walks this Earth is like a plain canvas. It isn't until after I 'work' on them are they truly masterpieces."

Leah was a little freaked out on the inside, but she maintained her composure.

"Then why don't you come in and you can get started on me?" Leah spread her legs wide open, giving him a clear view of her pussy.

"I do intend to. I am just waiting for the drugs to kick in and knock you out."

Leah's heart sank. It took her a split second to put two and two together. Her expression changed to dreadfulness. She dropped her sandwich to the ground and ran to the toilet. Leah hovered her head over the toilet bowl and stuck her finger down her throat to induce vomiting. But nothing came out. Leah never made herself throw up in the past. She thought girls who did so to be skinny were pathetic. Leah never thought she would ever try it herself. Now that the time has called for it, she found it rather difficult to do so.

Leah stuck her fingers in deep, trying to touch the back of her throat. She only coughed up spit and gagged. Leah thought people who did it in movies made it look so simple!

"I'm afraid it's too late. I distracted you long enough for the drugs to kick in. It works miraculously fast, I must say. The effects aren't triggered by a full digestion period, but merely touching your intestinal walls. It's very unique."

Leah wasn't listening as she was trying to force herself to throw up. She couldn't believe nothing was coming out. She was about to turn around and curse him, when a wave of dizziness washed over her. Leah grabbed onto the bowl to catch her balance. The dizziness was getting worse.

Leah turned around groggily, only to fall down. She got up on her knees and hands, crawling towards Buddy. It was not looking good for Leah. She knew she was about to be in serious trouble again. Leah couldn't think properly now. When she looked up at Buddy, there was three of him. Her glasses were useless, as her vision worsened. The last rational thought she had was how she let herself be tricked again by these monsters.

"Don't worry. You'll be back in an hour. Enough time for me to get everything ready."

Leah fell flat on the ground, losing consciousness fast. She heard Buddy open her cell door. He walked over to her and bent down to turn her body over. The last thing she saw was his blurry face looking at her. Leah couldn't properly see he had an eerie, fascinated look on his face.

Leah finally lost all consciousness.

Chapter 5 (added: 2016/01/03)

"They say people like to punish themselves either because they are ashamed of who they are or what they've done, or because it gives them a heightened sense of being alive."

Leah was slowly coming back to. She heard someone talking but didn't know who. The first thing she felt was the throbbing in her head. It wasn't bad. It felt like a mild migraine. There was something else that was causing her this headache. Besides the headache, Leah felt something really physically strange about herself. The voice spoke again.

"That they desire to have someone, or something, take complete control of them in every conceivable aspect. Take the Monastics from east Asian Mahayana Buddhist schools. Did you know they can fast up to 72 days? While they believe it's a process to purify the body, some people think it's an act that punishes the body by refusing it sufficient nutrients."

Leah didn't know what this person was talking about. She was about to move when she realized she couldn't. Her eyes opened to see a hazy figure that looked like it was hanging from the ceiling. With her eyes still blurry, she could see a source of light she assumed coming from the ground. Leah discovered it was the only bright light in the room.

When Leah tried to look down, her head wouldn't move. She was only able to move her eyes down. Leah tried to move her head left and right, only to find she couldn't do that either. She tried to move her hands to figure out what was causing her head to be stationary, when, to her horror, she realized she couldn't move her hands either.

It shouldn't have been a surprise for Leah to find that she was unable to move her legs as well, but it did. Leah was in full panic mode now. She couldn't understand why on earth she was unable to move her head at all. Her vision didn't get any better. Which only meant she neither had her glasses nor contacts on. Despite this, it was clear that the voice belong to that figure that was up on the ceiling. It took another minute for Leah to realize, with dread, that the figure wasn't on the ceiling. It only looked that way because she was the one being hung upside down from the ceiling.

Her situation was slowly coming to light. Leah was strung up by her feet, which were tied together. She couldn't see how they were tied but it didn't hurt her ankles or feet at all. She swung a little as Leah tried to free herself from the binds. Leah's hands were tied behind her, yet they weren't tied together. They were restraint for sure, but Leah was unable to have her hands touch each other. It was as if an object separated them.

The next thing Leah figured out was that she was wearing some kind of neck brace. Whatever it was around her neck, Leah wasn't able to move her head at all. The obstruction completely immobilized the movement of her head.

To top it all off, besides the restraints, Leah was once again completely naked. The towel she used to cover herself up was gone.

Leah vigorously tried to break from her bonds, not caring what the consequences were if she succeeded. The fall might hurt, but Leah really did not want to be so vulnerable hanging like that. She was afraid of what will happen to her if she was kept like this for too long. She also noticed her hair was tied up what felt like a bun. Someone took the liberty to do it for her while she was out. No doubt, Leah thought, it was the stranger who was talking.

"I believe people are naturally masochists. Whether they want to believe it or not. For those who don't believe they are, they just don't realize it. It's up to people like me to teach them what they are truly capable of."

Leah's memories before this moment were coming back to her. She found it extremely difficult to think while being hung upside down. The blood rushing to her brain wasn't helping her to think clearly. Leah remembered meeting Buddy and how he seemed harmless and wouldn't be much of a threat when taking him on. She was ready to subdue him and escape this hell hole. But things didn't turn out the way she wanted it to. Buddy knew he was no match for her and could only take her on by outsmarting her. Leah was enraged.

"You fucking coward!" Leah was more upset at herself than Buddy. She felt as if she should've known something like this would happen. The whole time she thought she was luring Buddy into a trap, it was Buddy who lured Leah into a trap. Leah convinced herself she wouldn't be a victim again in another of their sick, twisted games. Now, she was once again in a vulnerable situation where she will undergo another round of their games, whether she liked it or not.

"LET ME GO NOW!" Leah screamed.

"I intend to. Just not at this second. I want to teach you a lesson, first."

Leah was still struggling against her restraints as Buddy stood up and walked around Leah's hung body. When she realized her bonds were never going to break, Leah couldn't help but begin to bawl. Leah hated every second of this. She thought she barely survived the last torture session with Kenny. Leah had no idea what Buddy was capable of and was in no hurry to figure it out.

Like Kenny, Buddy loved to hear the cries and screams of their victims. It heightened his satisfaction to an almost euphoria. It never gets old. He preferred them to be in their teenage years. They were only able to get only a handful of teenagers since the beginning of their extracurricular activities. As a teacher, Buddy always fantasized about using one of his attractive female students in their underground games. It is possible to make it happen, but it increases their chances of getting caught exponentially. But when the victims are very young, their sessions are extra special. Buddy always makes it memorable for himself. And for them.

Leah may have been in her early twenties, but she looked young. Buddy would've thought she was 18, had he never met her before.

Leah's tears poured down her forehead and into her hair. Some drops fell into the item below her, which Leah was not aware of. Her neck brace made her head tilt upwards or, in this case, down towards the ground. Leah didn't notice the item below her since her mind was occupied in her distressing situation. The neck brace was quickly driving her insane. She hated not being able to move her head at all in any direction. Leah couldn't follow Buddy's movement as he walked behind her. All she can do is continue her crying and thrashing.

"I would save that energy if I were you. You're going to need it in a little bit." Buddy walked completely around her. He didn't touch her. Walking around was more of a portrayal of his dominance over her. He very much felt like a shark circling its next victim.

Leah ignored Buddy's advice and kept fighting a pointless fight.

"Today I'm going to teach you a lesson. And what better way to teach a lesson effectively than conducting an experiment."

Buddy walked in front Leah's naked, upside down hung body and knelt down to come face to face with her.

"I must say, I am a fan of your online videos. Mostly because you come off as adorable yet incredibly sexy. I don't particularly enjoy video games at all, but I do enjoy watching you talk about it. However, I do especially like the videos where you talk a lot about yourself."

Leah knew she would come across jealous and creepy people when her videos were growing popular. The most she never thought would happen is someone attacking her in public, which she was always ready for. Leah never thought for a second she would be an unwilling participant in depraved games run by sadists. She knew there were very disturbed people in this world. Leah thought some of the blame should be on her for being in this mess. She owed a lot a of thanks to her success in online videos, but right now she had nothing but disdain for her success.

"For instance, I remember you answered a fan's question, regarding the worst way to die, according to you. You revealed that one of biggest fears is drowning."

Leah didn't like where this was going.

"You mention a relative of yours whom you were quite close with when you were little, drowning by accident. That is very tragic and unfortunate. I am sorry for your loss."

"Please...just let me go," Leah pleaded. Her tough chick persona was completely gone. The fight in her was immediately extinguished when she woke up to her ordeal situation. Buddy continued to talk, ignoring Leah's cries for help.

"I once did a study about human beings and their willingness to succumb to their fears. I wrote how it was intriguing when human beings have no qualms to face their fears when they have no choice. Wouldn't you agree, if you were faced with death, and the only way to avoid it is to face your biggest fears? Would you comply?"

Leah didn't answer. She only screamed out loud begging for Buddy to let her down.

"I like to think so. I hope I never find myself in that kind of situation. But I do like to see very much how you will react when you face your fear of drowning."

It is true that Leah had a big fear of drowning. Her cousin died drowning when they were both little kids. It happened during a family vacation at a beach with her own family and her aunt's family. Leah was very close to her cousin. They did everything together. They both looked so much alike that people thought they were sisters. During the family vacation at the beach, Leah's cousin swam too far into the ocean without supervision. Leah's aunt and uncle didn't react because they mistook someone else's child as their own.

They didn't react until the child who Leah's aunt and uncle thought was their child walked out of the ocean with her own family. The panic-stricken parents called out for Leah's cousin fearing the worst. Unfortunately, their fears were met. Leah's uncle swam to where her cousin's lifeless body was floating face down on the surface. The moments after that was a blur for Leah. At that age she didn't understand what happened, but she knew from all the crying, yelling, and panicking people around her, that it was very bad. The one thing Leah will always remember from that time was her vivid vision of her uncle carrying his drowned daughter in his arms. It still haunts Leah to this day.

Buddy stood back up and walked somewhere else in the room. Leah couldn't see that far. Her tears didn't help either with her bad vision. While Buddy was gone for a moment, Leah tried once again in vain to break free from her binds. She stopped when Buddy returned with what Leah assumed was a hose. Buddy dropped the head of the hose onto the object Leah never noticed until now.

The object below her was a big, round bucket. After rolling up his sleeves, Buddy began to fill it up with water thanks to the hose he brought over. He then took his glasses off and put them in his pockets.

"I would've filled it up a long time ago, but I wanted to make sure the cold water didn't get warm when you came to."

It didn't take long for Leah to understand her scenario. She started to hyperventilate.

Buddy ignored her rapid, deep breathing. Her smooth stomach looked as if something inside was trying to come out. This was a result from the hyperventilation. With the hose placed still in the large bucket, letting the cold water run into it, Buddy knelt down and massaged the upper part of her back.

"Shh, shh, shh, it's okay. Relax. If you act like this when we start, then it is not going to turn out well for you."

For some strange reason, this calmed down Leah. She didn't know if it was the back massage from Buddy that did the trick, or his words. Either way, she managed to control her breathing, but she was still very much terrified.

"Please don't do this. I'll do anything you want. But please don't do this. Don't..." Leah begged, producing more tears.

"You don't even know what I have in store for you. I can understand your misplaced assumption. You see, I have no intention of submerging your head underwater. That is the God's honest truth." Buddy noticed the bucket was close to overfilling, prompting him to reach for the nozzle and turning it off. He threw the hose away, not needing it anymore.

Leah didn't understand what he was up to. If he was telling the truth, then why is there a large bucket of water underneath her? Buddy didn't tell her the whole plan.

"No, it won't be me who will be doing the dunking. But rather you." Buddy said casually.

Leah was expecting some kind of twist. She thought maybe Kenny or Alpha would join him, doing the "honors." Leah thought for a moment she didn't hear him right. The blood rushing to her head was causing her to hear things. If she did hear correctly, why would she willingly dunk her head underwater knowing full well her fear of drowning?

"You're probably wondering why oh why would you hold your head underwater of your own free will? Well..."

Buddy walked behind Leah once again. Leah panicked again thinking Buddy lied and was about to drown her, when she felt something on her right hand. It felt like Buddy was putting a glove on that hand. After securing the mystery object on her hand, Buddy returned to Leah's front.

"I strapped to your hand a simple remote that has a single button. The remote is for that mechanical pulley which has the rope holding you up going through it. Every time you press that button on your hand, you will trigger the pulley to lower the rope which in turn will lower your head underwater."

Leah couldn't believe what she was hearing. She was still confused as to why she would drown herself?

"Not to worry. The rope will stop lowering at a certain point making sure not to hit your head at the bottom of the bucket."

Leah had a hard time processing all of this. She thought she missed something during Buddy's explanation. Leah assumed this was Buddy's unorthodox method to get her to face her fears. If this was true, Leah was not going to comply with his "experiment." Furthermore, she didn't understand how he could get off from this? Granted she may have looked tantalizing being strung upside down naked, but was that it? Did he solely take pleasure in just watching her? Leah supposed it could be worse.

"I realize I haven't yet explained why you would willingly dunk your head underwater. As I said before, people resort to facing their biggest fears upon realizing they have no other option. This motivates them to tackle their fear head on without a second thought. Most times it comes out beneficial for them, having to conquer their fear. Other times the outcome is quite unfortunate."

Buddy was configuring something near Leah's strapped feet. Because of the neck brace, Leah was unable to see what it was he was doing. He wasn't touching her feet but could sense Buddy was messing around with something near them. After a couple minutes passed, he dropped his arms, taking a few steps back.

"There. That should do it."

Buddy pulled his chair closer to Leah to get a better view. He made himself comfortable as he sat down.

"In approximately one minute, two long, very sharp needles will inject the soles of your feet. One needle for each foot. If you want to avoid one of the most excruciating pain a human being could possibly endure, all you have to do is press that button from the remote I gave you."

Leah's hyperventilation returned. She felt her mind was about to shut down or explode.

"Of course, by pressing the button, you will offer yourself to be submerged head first onto the cold water. It is up to you how long you want to stay under water. But the second you come back up for air, the needles will still be there, which means you will choose to return to stab yourself."

Leah couldn't hear him anymore. She understood for the most part of this twisted game. She just didn't want to believe it. How could anyone come up with something so medieval? Worse: how can one human being inflict such a torturous act on another human being? There was no way she was going to make this out alive. Leah couldn't bring herself to think of how to get out of the situation. No words were able to come out of her mouth.

"Don't worry about me, sweetheart. I'll be sitting here enjoying the show. I won't interfere at all. Whatever you endure will be your decision."

The fuck it will, Leah thought! She had no intention of willingly putting herself through the worst hell she could think of. This bastard knew about her worst fear and he was going to make her go through it. He probably reasoned with himself he has no blame in it since the victim chooses what kind of torture to go through. Buddy was just as much a psychopath as Alpha and Kenny. But he was a different kind of dangerous. One of the worst kinds of a human being. No, not human. A monster.

"You have 20 seconds before the needles plunge into you. Just a head's up in case you are not too eager to find out what kind of pain two needles going inside your soles feel like."

Leah was able to control her breathing but was crying again. The only way she could make this out okay is if she could endure the stabbings in her feet. In her past, her feet would undergo the usual painful acts any other person would go through: stepping on sharp objects, like toy pieces, and even getting smashed by heavy objects. None of those occurrences will come close to what she is about to feel in a few seconds.

"Just like all the rest. They think they can handle it. That is until the time comes. Once they feel it, though, the alternative option doesn't seem so unappealing. 10 seconds..."

Leah did her best to calm down. Not an easy task. It wasn't everyday she was being hung upside down naked in front of your kidnapper whose making you choose your torture method. Leah noticed if she struggled with her neck brace, it made it difficult for her to breathe. Those last ten seconds were more torturous than the actual physical torture Leah thought. She made up her mind with what she wanted to do.

"Here we go..." Buddy said, in a matter-of-factly voice.

Leah waited for him to say something before she willingly pressed the button from the remote in her right hand, sending her head underwater. She took a deep breath before being submerged under the ice-cold water. The freezing water came as a shock to her causing her to lose some of her air.

As Buddy said, her body lowered enough right before her head met the bottom of the bucket. The water went up to the bottom of her neck, slightly touching her shoulders. Leah remained still as she held her breath under water. It wasn't an easy task. Whenever she would jump in a pool of water, she would pinch her nose shut to avoid water shooting up in there.

Buddy looked on with intrigue as his latest victim chose to dunk her head underwater. He got up with a smug look on his face as he messed around with the contraption above her feet. He lowered the two objects closer to her soles, so that when she decided to come up for air, she would immediately be stabbed by them.

Buddy sat back down and continued to look on with curiosity. He checked his watch to see how long Leah would remain underwater. She tried to quiet her mind, hoping it would keep her underwater a little while longer. Imagining a place far away from here seemed to do the trick. But the thought of coming back up for air seeped in through her mind. Her fear of drowning wouldn't let her stay under. Eventually she would have to come back up. Her thumb was still pressed on the button. As seconds passed, she increased the pressure of her thumb on the button. She thought she might break it if she pressed it any harder.

Leah didn't know how much time was passing by. It was hard to do so when there were so many things going on at the same time. Even though she tried to relax, the instinct to nod her head forward was involuntary. The neck brace did its job preventing her from doing so, unable to come up for air. At the 40-second mark, Leah was already swallowing water. This caused her to panic. She was soon suffocating under water.

When the feeling of drowning became too powerful Leah released her hold on the button. It wasn't so much on purpose as it was her state of panic that caused her to forget about the remote holding her down. Her body rose slowly taking her head out of the water. Leah coughed repeatedly, gasping for air. She was so desperate for air, Leah didn't notice the stinging sensation from the bottom of her feet.

As soon as Leah inhaled enough air, her mind went to the sharp pain that was coming from her soles. Immediately she let out a menacingly, ear-piercing scream. She may not have been able to see the needles going through her feet, but her mind gave her a clear picture of it. It only made it worse.

Just the thought of being stabbed tripled the pain. She felt it sinking deeper in her feet. The pain was too much for her to bear. Leah quickly pressed the button. She was thankful Buddy strapped the remote to her hand because she would've dropped it by now. Once again, by pressing the remote, Leah lowered her body, dunking her head underwater. The pain from her feet consumed her mind so much that she forgot to take a deep breath before submerging her head in the cold water.

She screamed under water realizing her mistake and having to endure her feet being stabbed again in order to get some air. Leah was only under for 10 seconds before releasing the button, bringing her right back up. The mixed emotions of relief and anguish were a whole new mental torture for her.

Every time she came up for air she was grateful and relieved, but it would soon mix in with agony when the needles returned to their stabbing. Even when the needles were no longer stabbing her, the pain was still there. Nerves were probably being damaged, causing her permanent damage to her feet. Leah hated that she was choosing the stab herself on the feet just to get some air.

No! I'm not choosing anything! I don't want this! It's him! That bastard is making me do this! He's trying to make me think I'm in control! I'm not. I'm not a masochist. He's the one who's torturing me. If I could, I would stop this right now.

Every time she came up for air, she had a hard time seeing Buddy. It didn't help that water was in her eyes that were already vision-impaired. The only thing she could make out was a blurry vision of his sitting down comfortably watching her torture herself.

Buddy was enjoying himself. It always turned him on to see someone taking a part of their own torturing. He logged countless hours of all the victims he, and the other two, have kidnapped and used for his own personal entertainment. Buddy made quite an impressive library of recordings of women undergoing brutal torture methods. Thanks to the dark web, Buddy was able to share his work with other disturbed individuals for a certain price.

He received numerous praises from viewers. They were always eager for more footage. Not surprisingly, most of the viewers wished he would kill the women at the end. His response was more or less the same. He reasoned he didn't want to end the fun too early. That and it was quite difficult for him to acquire new victims. The latter was actually true. It never is easy to kidnap someone. Let alone someone who is well known. The last reason he mentions is that he would never record or broadcast a victim being killed.

Yes, it would be a shame to end the fun with Leah, Buddy thought. Plus, he was sure Alpha and Kenny wouldn't be to thrilled with him if he "accidentally" killed her. He thought about all this as he kept watching the desperate Leah trying to decide which torture method she would rather endure.

She was about to sink her head in for the 9th time. Buddy could see her body was glistening in sweat. To him, the only thing sexier than a naked female with a curvaceous body, was a naked female with a curvaceous body covered in fear.

Indeed, Buddy was getting a hard-on as he watched. It never fails. He would always get rock hard after a good torture session. But like the other two, he preferred to take it slow with his victims. Buddy enjoyed mentally torturing them until they can't take it anymore. By that point, the next phase would begin.

Buddy stood up to touch Leah's thigh. It was wet with her sweat. She was trembling violently. No doubt, she was starting the drowning process. Buddy continued to feel her naked body with his hand. He moved from her thigh to her calf. Then to her flat stomach. Every where he touched, her shaking would increase. Touching her caused discomfort in his pelvic region. He quickly adjusted his bulge into a more suitable position.

Buddy brought up his other hand to feel her distressful body better. He slowly walked behind her to massage her bare ass and back. She was a beautiful woman. Her body was fit and showed enough muscles so that her feminine features were not misplaced. Everything about her was perfection. Buddy really wanted to fuck her right then and there. Alpha and Kenny would not object if he did so, since today was his turn. His discipline was the only thing that prohibited him from following through.

Instead, he leaned his head closer to her sweat-covered legs, and licked her calves. He lapped up as much of the sweat from her legs as he could. It was an aphrodisiac for him. At this point, Leah pressed the released the button once more to lift her head up and feeling the sharp touch on the needles.

Leah's coughs were harsh and coarse. It was almost impossible for her to take in air. The pain in her feet was killing her. She knew her time was almost up. The confliction was getting to her. The only reason she didn't want to end it all was because of their threat to harm her family and friends if she committed suicide. Her staying alive was their prevention from being in harm's way by these psychopaths. But she didn't know how long she could keep this up.

She wasn't paying attention at all to Buddy's touching and licking. Leah even forgot he was there. There were other things to worry about at the moment. Not able to endure her feet getting stabbed any longer, Leah pressed the button right after taking another deep breath.

Her will was rapidly breaking down. It was only a matter of time when she decides to give up. Leah's fighting spirit she developed over the years was stopping her from giving up so easily. Every passing minute, however, weakened her spirit immensely. Another reason why she wouldn't give up so easily was the threat Alpha made against her family and friends if she decided to take her own life.

She knew if the tortures were constant, there would be a time where she had enough and decided to take the easy way out. But if it meant her family and friends' safety, then she would not jump to the conclusion so hastily. It wasn't fair. They have nothing to do with this. The only silver lining she could think of was that she would be dead and wouldn't see her family's demise.

Buddy felt like he was never going to stop touching and licking Leah. He always swears to Alpha and Kenny he could taste the fear from all the women they have had. They would humor Buddy, joking that it's perhaps an acquired taste. It was something he couldn't get enough of. He never did any drugs, but he assumed he knew what addicts felt like when it came to their next fix. It's so bad he almost damned all of his discipline.


Buddy stopped after applying a long lick on Leah's ass cheek. Her head was still underwater when he stopped his assault. He had to admit he was surprised she was lasting this long. The fight in her was very strong. It has always been something he and the other two found sexually arousing. It was more thrilling to break someone who had a tremendous amount of spirit. It made it that much more rewarding.

Buddy waited behind Leah. He was waiting for her to come back up. After another 30 seconds passed, Buddy was a little concerned and almost intervened when she finally released her press on the button for the umpteenth time. When Leah's head came up, her cough was hoarse. Inhaling was almost next to impossible at this point for her. Her head was getting light fast. She had no clue how long she has been hung upside down. Even her state of fogginess couldn't distract her from the pain on her soles she was feeling yet again. Leah wanted to scream but was still too busy coughing up water.

There was nothing specific going through her mind. All she felt was dread and desperation. Then a feeling of horror struck her when she felt the remote from her hand being snatched away. With eyes wide open in surprise, Leah finally let out a scream. Without the remote, she knew she was unable to escape the needles going deep inside her feet.

She shook her body as best as she could. Shaking her feet only made it ten times worse. It felt like it was sinking deeper and deeper inside her. There doesn't seem to be an end to her incessant screaming.

"I know, I know" Buddy said as he walked back with the remote on hand. "I said I wouldn't interfere, but I am curious to hear what you're feeling and thinking right now."

Leah didn't hear anything Buddy was saying. All her attention was on her damaged feet. She wished she could react appropriately from the pain. If she could, Leah would be thrashing around, yanking those needles right out of her. Her restraints prohibited her from doing so. It was driving her mad.

Buddy returned to his chair, just looking at Leah squirming around in agony. He was enjoying every minute of it. The terror on her face was all too familiar. The terrorized faces from all the women he tortured flashed in front of his eyes. He couldn't forget them. And Leah would be a pleasant addition to his bank of tortured women.

Leah definitely had a set of lungs on her. She went on to scream for over thirty minutes. Buddy, not for a second, grew tired of it. He just stared at her with lust and depravity in his eyes. The screams of a woman were right up there with Tchaikovsky's Symphony No. 6. Each scream was different and unique.

When Leah could no longer scream, she resorted to crying softly. The tears rolled down her forehead. Leah was definitely a sight to see. Her naked body was completely coated with sweat. Her body shone brightly from the only light in the room. Leah's body trembled as it was still trying to cope with the intrusion coming from her feet. She didn't get used to the pain nor was she getting used to it. All she could do was suffer.

Buddy thought this was a good as time as any to speak again.

"Now that you're more relaxed, we can continue."

His words brought back a little fire in her. But trepidation still controlled most of her emotions.

"I know you want nothing more than to take those needles out of your feet. But I must ask you to be patient just a little while longer."

Leah cried a little louder when she heard that.

"I want to know what you're thinking right now. The sooner you answer, the sooner I can get you down."

Leah didn't know if she was able to talk. Crying and screaming was just about all she could do. Plus all the coughing after swallowing so much of the water didn't help. Buddy didn't say anything else. He was waiting for her to answer him.

Leah knew Buddy was waiting and tried her best to say anything. For a second, she really wanted to tell him to go fuck himself, but even she knew that would only prolong her suffering. So instead she forced herself to say one word.

"P-p-p-pain..." Leah said weakly, resuming her crying.

"I'm sorry, I didn't hear that. Can you speak up a little, please?" Buddy teased.

This made Leah moaned loudly. She took some deep breaths before repeating her answer.

"PAIN!!!" Leah yelled.

"Of course, that goes without saying." Buddy crossed his legs. "Why did you decide to dunk your head underwater even though you have a fear of drowning?"

"You did this to me, motherfucker! I had no choice," Leah thought. But she also knew that if she answered what he wanted to hear, she could probably get let down sooner. The pain from her feet never decreased.

"Pain...feet...too much!" Leah said. She would take a quick, deep breath before saying the next word.

"Is that right? So, you're saying you would rather drown yourself than having to suffer being stabbed from the soles of your feet?"

Leah closed her eyes hard, not believing this psychopath was interviewing her while being stabbed. Unconsciousness cannot come soon enough.

"YES!" Leah yelled.

Buddy let out a deep sigh. "I must say I am not surprised. Studies have shown subjects are willing to face their deepest fears when they consider the other option 'worse.' But I was hoping you would be the few who would resist. Nonetheless, your response is an understandable one."

Leah had extreme amount of trouble listening everything Buddy was saying. Her attention was still on her feet. Until he took them out, her attention was nowhere else.

"You must understand by now, the reason we do what we do is because we feed off the fear from those we bring here. No one has to tell us there is something very wrong with us. It goes without saying. But as long as we're free and able, we will continue to do so for as long as we can. And we have been doing this for quite some time."

Buddy stood up and walked over to stand very close to Leah's hung body. This time he only rubbed her calf.

"By now, you should also realize each of us have particular tastes when it comes to how we treat our victims. In case you haven't figured it out by now, I take great pleasure in women torturing themselves. And you certainly did not disappoint."

Leah would've been repulsed by his touch, but if she was being honest, Leah would rather prefer his touch than the stabbings on her feet. She hated that this pig thought she wanted to torture herself. Leah knew it didn't matter if she argued with him. Buddy, and along with the other two, were the type to justify their actions in any illogical manner. It's how a sociopath thinks.

"Kenny has his fondness of being a sadist, which he does very well, I'm sure you know. But Alpha...well, Alpha is more sophisticated out of the three of us. You'll find he's more pleasant to be with."

"GET ME THE FUCK DOWN!!" Leah had enough of Buddy's talks. She couldn't stand how he could just stand there while she was in extreme amount of pain.

"Really? So soon? Well, I was hoping to not spoil the ending just yet, but if you insist."

Oh thank god, Leah thought.

"You know what the greatest tool of torture is?"

When it comes time to kill him, I'm going to do it slow, Leah surmised.

"The mind. It can be the most beneficial tool for the human body or it could be its greatest adversary."

Leah was making a mixture of sounds of sobbing and hyperventilating. She didn't have much time. By now, her feet were already past damage beyond repair. What comes next is shock, unconsciousness, then death. It won't be long now.

"Everyone reacts to pain more or less the same. Even when they can't see it happening. Feeling pain is all it takes to send someone over the edge. Their mind can't help but paint a pretty picture of their ordeal. Just like you did, I would imagine."

Leah had no idea where he was going with this. The pain on her feet was very real. If anything, if she saw those needles pierced in her, she would probably freak out even more.

She felt Buddy yanking the needles out of her. It felt strange. He pulled them out so quickly and effortlessly that Leah only felt a slight discomfort. She still didn't dare to move her feet; not even curling her toes. The pain lingered on even after Buddy took the needles out.

"So imagine how surprise you will be when you realize the soles of your feet were never punctured."

Buddy crouched down to hold the needles right in front of her eyes. They looked like a pair of chopsticks. Only thicker. Her vision was still a little blurred, but they looked metallic with not so pointy ends. She expected the needles to be stained with blood after plunging into her feet repeatedly. They were clean. Blood-free. Leah didn't understand what was going on.

"While these have sharp ends, the force was not strong enough to pierce your skin. It was just strong enough to cause some discomfort. That, and the stinging ointment I applied on the needles to make sure the effect of being stabbed were felt.

No, Leah thought. No, it can't be. I felt it go in there. It hurt like hell! I felt it go inside me every time I came back up for air. The pain was unmistakable. Right? A look of confusion swept across her face.

"Don't feel too bad. If it makes you feel any better, you're not the first to fall for it. And I'm certain you will not be the last. It's a very effective procedure. Perhaps I'll tell you all about it next time."

Leah couldn't believe she was tricked. Tricked into almost drowning herself. She had a hard time accepting that the pain she was feeling was not real. Maybe he was lying to her now. There was no way to know for sure until she saw for herself.

Buddy tossed the needles away, walking away from her body.

"Nevertheless, you show great promise. I look forward to future sessions. It goes without saying you have an incredible body, Leah. And we are curious to see how far your mind and body will go before it breaks. And you will break. This I promise you."

Leah's head was spinning. She didn't know if it was from anger or being hung upside down for a long time.

"I hate to cut this short, but I have other matters to attend to. Kenny will come to take you down when you're unconscious, which should be," Buddy checked his watch, "within the next ten minutes." Buddy rolled out his before buttoning them up. He put his glasses back on, afterwards.

Leah screamed and squirmed. No audible words came out. Just screams of frustration. It upset her that she fell for this simple trick by this mad man. At the end of the day, it was her decision to dunk her head underwater because she believed she was actually being stabbed. It was all her fault. Granted, Buddy was to blame for the most part, but Leah hated that she complied with his game. She wanted to stop falling for their deception. Every time she thinks she has the upper hand, they prove her otherwise.

After collecting his belongings, Buddy walked over to Leah who was still hollering something fierce. He felt her leg up once again.

"It's been a pleasure, Leah. Until we meet again. One more for the road?" Buddy licked her glistening leg once again, savoring her taste. Leah did her best to back away from his tongue, even though she knew it would do nothing to stop him.

"Mmm. Can never get enough. But those papers aren't going to grade themselves, unfortunately."

Buddy walked briskly to the exit, leaving Leah to thrash about, still screaming. Her struggle slowly died down within the next few minutes. She became weak from all the energy she was exuberating. Leah couldn't fight her weakened state and just let the blackness consume her, rendering her unconscious.

The last thing to come across her mind before passing out was that she needed to stop underestimating these monsters. They may be lower than scum, but they were the smartest scum she had ever had the displeasure of meeting.

Chapter 6 (added: 2016/02/27)

It wouldn't be entirely true if Leah said her spirit had cracked. Even after telling herself repeatedly she was going to be okay, doubt was always in the back of her mind. Her mind may still be intact at the moment, but her will to stay strong and positive was breaking down. She was wondering how soon it would be before she loses her mind completely.

It didn't help, also, that Leah was beating herself up mentally. She hated how she was letting these animals have their way with her. Leah never wanted to be another helpless victim who couldn't do anything to prevent it from happening. It is why her father had signed her up in so many fighting classes, which Leah grew to love. All her training had made her a formidable opponent. As much as she enjoyed training, Leah was thankful she never really had to use it to protect herself or others.

There were only some instances when she had to resort to physical defense as a result from low-life creeps who don't know the definition of "no." She would inform them that the price of touching her inappropriately would be a severely injured hand and that the price would only go higher if they persisted. Most of them got the point, walking away with only a sprained wrist. On one occasion, when Leah was having a bad day, she broke the right hand of a 25-year old man, after grabbing a handful of her left tit. She didn't mean to break it but she wasn't sorry. That jerk had to go to the hospital. He tried to sue Leah for assault, but, unfortunately for him, there were plenty of witnesses who saw him violating a girl in public and said girl only defended herself from the creep. He wasn't the sharpest creep from the bunch.

Leah couldn't think of a better time than now to use everything she learned from her training to incapacitate her captors and escape from this nightmare. There was only one opportune time she had and failed miserably. It was when Kenny came down to her cell that night. Her mistake was underestimating him. She thought Kenny would use his brute strength to overpower her. His training in the military was enough to subdue her.

Her trainers would occasionally remind Leah never to underestimate her opponents. A rule she quickly forgot under dire circumstances. Never did she think she would be in this kind of mess. All of logic and reasoning were washed away with rage. She hated admitting she went in without using her head. As a result, she had been extremely violated twice in the worst possible way. Hopefully, the third time will be the charm.

It has been a week since her session with Buddy. If there was one thing Leah had to be grateful for, it would be that her captors gave significant time to recover. A very bleak silver lining, but she would take it. Her excessive struggling against her binds, when she was strung upside down, did a number on her body. Her neck was severely sore due to the neck brace she had on, to keep her head still when she was under water. She also bruised her ankles and wrists from the struggle as well. As soon as the adrenaline wore off, the pain set in.

Kenny arrived a little later to take down Leah. Once again, she didn't have any fight in her at the end of the session. She was physically and mentally fatigued after torturing herself for a long time. Kenny liked seeing Leah hung upside-down completely naked and defenseless. He was almost tempted to start his own session with her right then and there. But he liked his cunts to be fresh when he started in on them. He could clearly see Leah was beyond distress. After feeling her up several times, he freed her and returned her to her cell. He was telling her what he had in store for her when it was his turn again, but Leah was pretty much out of it and didn't hear anything he was saying.

Sleeping since the last session was almost impossible. The nightmares were beginning to take a toll on her. She even hoped her predicament was a nightmare she could wake out of. No such luck. Food and water continue to be delivered every day by one of the three. They even brought her more pills to take but refused after what happened last time. Buddy consumed one of the painkillers in front of Leah to show it was just medicine and nothing else. She still didn't want to take it but the pain she felt suggested otherwise.

They still left her naked in her cell. Even though the temperature in the cellar was warm, Leah very much wanted something to cover herself. By now, she thought she would have gotten used to being naked. That wasn't the case. Leah still hated it with a passion. Whenever any of them came down to check up on her, she would cover herself up as best as she could. The men took pleasure in watching her trying to shield her naked body from their eyes. She didn't have her eye glasses or contacts to wear which made it difficult for her to see her kidnappers clearly. It didn't bother Leah since she had no desire to see them but would make it harder for her to anticipate them if they were ready for another go at her.

She was also losing her appetite. Being imprisoned for perverted acts can do that to a person. It wasn't her intention to starve herself. She truly wasn't hungry. But that didn't fly with her captors. Even after telling them she wasn't hungry, they would remind her of the consequences for not eating. To satisfy them, Leah would take a few bites from the food that was delivered and had to open her mouth to show she swallowed it all.

This was the routine for the past week. The boredom was also taking a toll on her. She tried to return to practicing her fighting techniques but lost interest soon after. Her days were spent on her bed, contemplating about her situation. Every once in awhile she would hop out of bed to stretch her legs and walk around the limited space in her cell.

She tried to focus her thoughts on the three individuals who were responsible for her circumstances. Leah tried to gather all the information she had on them that would help her find any of their weaknesses. Her thoughts would wander off to her family and friends. They must know something is wrong by now. The thought that they were worried sick about her killed her a little inside. The tears were hard to fight back. She wiped them off her face when she felt them rolling down her cheeks.

Leah would've probably lost it by now, but the thought of her boyfriend kept her going. She imagined him telling her not to give up and fight. Keep fighting.

"I know it's hard right now, babe, but you have to keep fighting. Don't give these fuckers the satisfaction," her boyfriend, Todd, would say.

"I know. It's just so hard. They've done so much to me already. I don't know if I can do this."

"I know, I know, babe, but I need you to keep fighting. Please. Don't give up. I know you can do this. Stay strong."

"I'm trying...I'm trying..."

Leah was lying on her side staring at the wall. Todd always knew what to say to make her feel better. After dating this long, she knows what he would say if he was here right now. She really, really wanted him to be here right now.

Envisioning what Todd would say, however, was enough to bring back some motivation to Leah. As she lay there naked, she remembered the fire she had the first day in captivity. She lost it for a while, but it was slowly coming back to her. Her expression changed from somber to ferocity. Her heart began to beat faster as she imagined all the horrible things she wanted to do to these criminals.

Leah sat right up on her bed. She swung her legs on the edge of her bed, letting her feet touch the ground. It looked like she was ready to do something, but being in a cell kept her options limited. Instead, she just sat there and tried to come up with a plan to escape. This time she had to go in not underestimating any of her captors.

All she needed was for one of them to come in the cell with her with their guard down. Perhaps she could pretend to pass out, making them check up on her to see if she's alive. They probably would take considerable caution in case she was faking. Leah thought if she were in a position where she can attack them with minimal effort, maybe it would be enough for a surprise attack. She started thinking of different positions she thought best would favor her in a -

Leah's concentration broke when she heard someone unlocking the cellar door. It startled her but she managed to keep her cool, remaining motionless. Then the familiar sound of the door creaking open followed next. Leah had to wait a few more seconds to see who it was since the area around the door was always dark which also didn't help her poor vision. Whoever it was closed the cellar and walked towards Leah. When the figure approached close enough, she had to squint to see who it was. It was Alpha.

He had on a dark-colored long-sleeve shirt. It was a little tight, showing off his toned upper body. Leah never noticed how fit he was before. He was also wearing cargo pants with brown boots. The last thing he was wearing were leather gloves. Leah didn't know what that meant but she was more focused on what looked like a bag he was holding.

"Good evening, beautiful. How are we today?"

"Fuck you." This prompted Leah to look away from Alpha.

"That's the spirit." Alpha stood right outside her cell still holding the bag.

"I have something for you."

"Good for you. Now go fuck yourself with it."

Alpha chuckled. He opened the bag to take out a couple items. They were shoes.


Alpha pushed the shoes through the bars, followed by the bag which was a little more difficult. Leah couldn't help but look to see what he was up to. She saw the shoes on the ground and the bag finally squeezing its way through the bars and falling to the ground on the floor of her cell.

"Those are clothes for you to wear and shoes."

Leah looked at him with confusion and anger. She wasn't sure what to think. It had to be a trick. Why would he want her clothed now? Didn't they get their kicks humiliating her by making her naked all the time? No, it had to be a trick. She was not going to fall for another of their traps. Not this time.

Alpha could see Leah wasn't buying his generosity. He didn't blame her. If he were in her position, he would've thought the same. Instead he proceeded to unlock her cell door. Leah bolted right up, standing ready to attack when he entered. Instead, after he unlocked it, Alpha left the cell door wide open. He then walked away towards the cellar door. Leah didn't take his eyes off him.

Alpha re-opened the cellar door and, just like her cell door, left it wide open. He returned to the middle of the room. She didn't budge from her position.

"Isn't this what you wanted? A chance to escape?" Alpha genuinely asked. Leah just looked at him with the same heated look.

"I know what you want. It's the same as all the others before you: a chance to get out of here. You've tried a couple times without any success. So I thought I would give you the chance to escape."

Still no movement from Leah.

"You're wondering if this is some kind of trick. I don't blame you. But there is no trick. This is real. The only catch is that you have to get through me. That's it."

Leah looked down at the bag of clothes. If she was going to buy this, she would have to take careful steps. There wouldn't be any reason for him to start telling the truth now. Leah still didn't move a muscle. But Alpha knew he was getting through to her.

"I don't have anything on me. No weapons. Nothing." Alpha did a slow spin so Leah could see he had nothing on him. He even went as far as to lift his shirt to reveal his torso only to find nothing but skin. He turned his pockets inside out to further prove he is hiding nothing.

Leah didn't have much time but she tried to think fast. If he was speaking the truth, then she should do this quickly before he changes his mind. Then again, this could be another trap. He's probably waiting for her to follow through so he could spring the trap. But with a name like "Alpha," his ego was probably getting the best of him. No doubt he was aware of Leah's training in mixed martial arts. She thought Alpha could take her.

When it came down to it, Leah did not know when the next opportunity she would have to escape. This is the closest she has gotten to leaving this hell hole. She slowly reached for the bag of clothes. Being careful, she slowly took each article of clothing out, inspecting it carefully. She was half expecting the clothes to be derogatory in some way. Instead, the clothing was normal in the sense it looked like average day clothing.

In the bag were jeans, a plain white shirt, a light jacket, with an underwear and bra to go with it. Not even the bra or underwear suggested anything sexually. She noticed Alpha failed to mention her glasses were also inside. Did he really want to give her a chance to escape?

Without giving it another thought, Leah quickly put on all the clothes from the bag, including her eyeglasses. She could see much clearly now. Unfortunately, she did not appreciate what was in front of her. Alpha just stood there watching her dress. After tying the last tennis shoe, Leah stood up feeling much more comfortable. That comfort only reached a certain point. While the feeling of being fully clothed was a relief, she still needed to get out here. Leah remained in her cell, waiting for Alpha to make the next move.

"So?" he asked.

"'So' what?" Leah spat back.

"Don't you want to leave?" Alpha motioned with his hand the open doorway. The doorway to her freedom.

"All I have to do is get through you?"

"That's it. Nothing else."

"So what's the plan? After I kick your ass and try to leave, the two other assholes will be waiting for me out there?"

"There not even here. It's just us. They don't like it when I do this. They think it's an unnecessary high risk."

"Is it?"

"They think so. I don't see the risk."

This smug motherfucker, Leah thought. He knew what to say to push her buttons. It worked. All the anger and rage Leah had built since the first day in captivity came flooding back. Alpha saw her expression change. It was what he was waiting for. Leah may have been extremely pissed, but her logical reasoning did not leave her. She knew Alpha was not going to make the first attack. Leah would have to make the first move if she ever wanted to get through that door.

Relaxing her heartbeat, she took the first step out of her cell. It's the first time she stepped out on her own free will. After completely stepping out of the cell, Leah stopped again. Alpha was only 10 feet away from her now. If she clenched her fists any tighter, her nails would have penetrated her palms. It was surprisingly easy for her to harness her rage and determination. But Alpha could tell by the look on her face those emotions were alive and present.

Alpha remained motionless, waiting for Leah to make her first move. He still had that smile Leah grew to loathe with a passion. It was going to be extremely satisfying for her after wiping it off his face. Taking a quick second to think about it, Leah thought it best not to have her glasses on for this. With calm and ease, she took off her glasses and set it down on the floor.

"Shall we begin?" Alpha suggested.

Not a second later, Leah charged at her captor.

Trying to land a punch on Alpha was like trying to land a punch on a ghost. Leah swung several times before Alpha pushed her away from him. She stumbled, almost falling to the ground. She looked back to see Alpha standing there with his arms crossed, never taking off that damn smile.

Fuck, he's fast!, Leah thought. All those swings and I couldn't touch him! Leah composed herself, ready for the next round.

"Not bad. You're training has definitely taught you well. But you're going to have to be a little bit faster than that."

Instead of charging at him, this time Leah carefully walked up to him. She figured the best way to best her opponent would be to throw him off guard. In some way it did work. Alpha was surprised she didn't run up to him again. He thought she was going to intimidate him some more. But as soon as she was within arms reach of him, Leah, with lightning speed, swung at him once again.

It may have slightly caught him off guard, but Alpha managed to block all of her attacks. Even adding kicks in the mix, Leah could not connect anything. Being able to control her breathing, with built up rage combined with determination, she was able to go at him for a long time. Her relentless attacks, however, was not enough to cause any kind of pain to Alpha.

Alpha made it seem effortless as he defended himself against the small, ferocious creature in front of him, who was eager to put him on his ass. Alpha would move the fighting around the room. The times Leah would miss him, she would land a punch or kick on a wall of furniture in the room. Those misplaced punches caused cuts on both of her knuckles, making them bleed.

Leah was too upset to care about her injuries. It didn't take long for her to lose focus, which in turn caused her to lose her breath. Her grunts turned into loud screams. She was beyond frustrated that she could not cause him the same physical pain he and his cronies have caused her.

Alpha hadn't returned any of her punches. Yet. When he would touch her, it would only be to push her away from him. After the fifth push, Leah took a moment to control her breathing. She leaned over resting her hands on her knees, taking in deep breaths. She couldn't face him. She knew too well Alpha would have that smug smile on his face.

Alpha just stood still, staring at the tired Leah. She may have looked disheveled after attempting to fight Alpha, but Alpha looked as if he hasn't even started yet!

"You need to work on your breathing. You were doing just fine in the beginning. Until you lost focus. We'll have to work on that."

This made Leah look at Alpha with an evil look. When she felt she had enough air in her lungs, she leapt at her captor once again.

A few more rounds of Leah missing and being pushed around by Alpha went by. All her training went out the window. The color red blurred her vision. She thought if she could just wrap her hands around his neck just once, it'll all be over.

Once again, Leah had to stop to catch her breath while Alpha politely waited for her to recover. Without taking her eyes off him, she was prepared for another go. Alpha suggested more advice regarding her fighting tactics.

"You leave your torso region exposed way too long. There was plenty of moments where I could've hit you there. Try to keep your elbows tucked in to make up for-

Leah didn't want to hear any more of his advice. She charged at him once more before he could finish his sentence. It boiled her blood to hear her captor offering advice on how to fight. Against him! The nerve of this asshole.

Alpha was ready for her again, even after she didn't let him finish giving his advice. This time around, Alpha was a little impressed. It seemed all this frustration she had built while fighting him, caused her to fight faster and sharper. About time, he thought.

It was definitely worth the wait for him. Leah was in near-perfect form. She fought like a warrior. She even managed to land a few blows on his ribs and stomach. And one on his face for good measure. They were genuine hits too. Alpha really tried to block her attacks and dodge them. He didn't know where she found all this energy, but Alpha had hoped there was more to come.

After the right cross to his face, Alpha managed to slip away from her before she could land another punch to his face. He backed up a few feet, wiping the blood from his lips. Leah thought that wasn't enough blood. As he wiped off the remaining trickle, Alpha's grin widened.

"That was excellent! Just excellent! I knew you were the right girl. I knew you wouldn't disappoint. I've never had a challenge like you before. And I can't wait to turn you into my next trophy."

"We'll see about that, asshole." With that, Leah continued her assault on Alpha. But she only managed to throw one punch. Alpha caught her fist with his left hand, holding onto it with a death grip. He made it look so effortless. Even when she tried to yank her hand away from his grasp, he didn't move an inch. It was as if her hand was stuck in hardened concrete.

"Why wait?" Alpha said with an evil smile. Leah tried excessively to release his hold on her fist. It was abnormal. He just wouldn't budge. She tried kicking and punching at him, hoping it would make him let go. It was until Leah decided to bite his hand did Alpha react.

He clenched his fist tighter on her fists, shooting pain to her now sore bones. Leah cried out as she fell on her knees. Alpha finally let her go. The damage was already done. Even trying to soothe her hand, it felt like the bones in her right hand turned to dust. She had a hard time making a fist with it again. It only took Leah a few more seconds to realize Alpha rendered one of her right fist useless.

"After we're done, I'll bring you a bag of ice to soothe your hand. You're going to need it."

It was difficult to hide her pain from him. But she managed to get back on her feet. Keeping her right hand down on her side, she raised her other hand getting ready for another bout. Alpha was glad she didn't want to give up.

"I'd advise you stop now. Otherwise, it'll be that much harder for the real fun to begin."

Leah didn't say a word. She didn't change her stance. Her expression was a mixture of pain and anger. She decided not to make the first move this time. If he wanted to make her do something, he'll have to make the next move.

After catching on her indirect wishes, Alpha approached her.

"You know there's no shame in giving up, Leah. Everyone hits a wall eventually. You've done a lot more that I thought you would. And I am very impressed with you. We all are, in fact."

Leah still didn't react when Alpha stopped not a foot away from her. She already knew she was bested. Her right hand was still hurting her something fierce. Most of her energy was on ignoring the pain from it and trying not to cry. Alpha could tell the confliction she was feeling.

"What do you say, Leah? You ready to stop this and do something more fun instead? Alpha waited, crossing his hands behind his back. He was hoping she would reject his offer and try to swing at him one more time with her functioning hand. She still didn't disappoint him.

This time around, Alpha caught her left wrist when she tried to aim for his face. In a couple quick motions, he squeezed his grip tight on her wrist and pivoted her arm, forcing her body to face the opposite direction. Those two simple motions caused her to unwillingly submit. Her arm was straightened out tautly. He shifted his hand on the back of her palm, so that his thumb pressed hard on it. He completed his maneuver by raising her arm painfully higher. Leah thought Alpha was ready to separate her whole left arm from her body.

She let out a deafening ear-piercing scream. The pain she felt on her right hand was nothing compared to the pain she was now feeling from her entire left arm. Another inch in any direction and her arm would pop right off, she felt.

Her wails turned into silent yelps. Alpha was waiting for her to quiet down before he spoke again.

"I know how you're feeling right about now. It's painful, I know. I wouldn't recommend any sudden movements unless you don't mind suffering permanent damage."

Leah didn't have to be told this. It was already hard enough not to move a muscle.

"I'll tell you what though. I'm not a man without mercy. Here."

Alpha carefully rotated her body by the hold on her arm. He may have done it slowly, but it was excruciating for Leah. She wailed for every small step Alpha took.

"Owww! Stop! Please! You're hurting my arm!" Tears started flowing.

"It's okay, we're almost there."

They pivoted 30 degrees to the right. He stopped until they were in the position he wanted them to be in.

"Look up, darling."

Even picking her head up was a challenge. The first time she tried, she dropped her head back down crying louder.

"We're going to stay like this until you see what I want you to see."

Leah didn't know how long she could last in this position. She just knew she did not want to be stuck like that for another second.

Every inch she forced her head up caused shooting pains throughout her entire arm. The cries and yelps were much too difficult for her to prevent. After much effort and straining on her part, Leah was able to look what Alpha wanted her to see. It was the door to the cellar. The door was still left open by Alpha.

"There it is. Your door to freedom. All you have to do is break free from my grip, and you can go. I won't stop you."

Unbeknownst to Alpha, Leah has been trying to break free from his painful hold ever since he got her that way. But even the smallest attempt to break away was a hassle. Leah knew that Alpha knew she couldn't get away. This was his way of tormenting the poor girl. Her only response was lowering her head back down and whimpering some more.

"Really? All this time you wanted to go. Now you don't want to leave?"

Alpha kept torturing the girl. She didn't say anything. Just produced more tears.

"Well, if you don't want to go, then the other option would be to grab what's on that table there."

During her ordeal, Leah did not notice the object that was on the table next to her. She didn't even notice the table that was within arms reach!

She looked up (painfully, again) to see what looked like a very small belt. Upon further inspection, she realized it was some kind of collar. It was unhooked. Leah knew what Alpha wanted her to do with it.

"That is a special collar made just for you. If you put that on, that means you belong to us. You belong here. You will do whatever we tell you to do or suffer the consequences. And trust me, you do not want to know what that means."

Leah had no intention of putting on that collar. But as soon as Alpha finished his sentence he applied more pressure on his hold. The pain was beyond unbearable. Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, the pain tripled. Leah yelled out loud followed by more crying.

"Well?" Alpha waited.

Leah let out a loud scream. She hated how much power he had on her. She very much wanted to defy him. It proved rather difficult to do so when her arm felt like it was about to be unattached from her body. She knew what she had to do to end this torment. It was the last thing she wanted to do. There was no other choice.

Without looking, Leah grabbed for the collar. She missed a few times before landing on the object. One she had it in her grasp, Alpha informed her what to do next.

"Put the collar on. But remember: once you put it on, your life belongs to us. We will do with you whatever as we please. If you go against us, you will find life much harder than you thought it was. Make your choice."

Leah's mind told her to toss the collar away. But fear made her hold on to it. Even if she was able to break out from his hold, there was no way he would just let her go. She has seen his face. All of their faces. Alpha knew what he was doing. He was not stupid. None of them were. This was definitely not a good thing.

Leah wanted to think her options over some more until Alpha continued to add pain on her arm.

"Make a decision. You don't have all day."

With very little defiance left in her, Leah slowly wrapped the collar around her neck.

Wearing a collar was something new for her. Never had she had to wear one. The only accessories she wore around her neck were scarves, necklaces, and, until recently, a neck brace. Leah didn't know what to expect from wearing a collar. It didn't take long for her to discover it was quite difficult to put on the object with just one hand. Let alone an injured hand.

All the while, Alpha still had his painful grip on Leah. The whimpers still came. It was something Leah couldn't help. She needed some kind of relief and fast. Even after managing to wrap the collar around her neck, she was having difficulty in latching the two ends together. One end of the collar inserts into a slot at the other end of the collar. Once they connect, there was only way to for the collar to open again.

After a few, agonizing, minutes, Leah managed to connect the two ends together. It tightened a little bit around her neck but she was able to breathe just fine. The discomfort from it wasn't unbearable. It was something she would just have to get used to, which Leah did not want to.

"Very good." Alpha still did not loosen up his grip. "There's just one more thing I need from you before I let you go."

This made Leah groan. Time was not helping her get used to the pain at all. In fact, it felt like it was making it worse! She gave a loud, but short, yell, indicating her distress. Alpha was very familiar with it.

"Before I let you go, I want to hear you say something. That's it. After you say what I want you to say, I will release my hold on your arm and you will be free from the pain. I promise. Is that okay with you?"

Alpha pretending to be genuine with Leah's well-being pissed her off. But she understood what he wanted from her and knew that if she did not play along with his own sick games, her torment was only going to get worse.

Beads of sweat were dripping down her face. With few deep breaths, she nodded her head vigorously.

"What was that? I didn't hear you. You need to speak up, dear." Alpha tightened his grip a little bit more. She was astonished that Alpha was able to add more pain to her arm. Just when she thought it couldn't get any worse, Alpha proved her wrong.

"OW!!! YES, YES!!! OKAY! YES! FUCK!" Leah felt dizzy and knew she was going to pass out soon. But as long as Alpha was able to inflict more pain in his professional grip, she wouldn't be given that merciful release.

"Good. What I want you to say is this: 'You. Are. My. Master.' Once you repeat those words, I'll let you go. You have my word."

Leah's pride was pretty much replaced with desperation. There was still a small part of her that wanted to rebel and show him she will not be subdued so easily. But that small part of her was overshadowed with the unfortunate reality that she has been beaten in every way possible.

Every time she wanted to fight back or stop them, she failed. Miserably. All the years of training to defend herself are quickly going down the drain. She thought she was more than capable to fend off all sorts of creeps. But these three weren't your typical creeps. They were something different. Something worse.

It's obvious they have been doing this for a long time. How many others were there before Leah was another question? Their idea of hurting and humiliating women had much more "finesse." On their own, they wouldn't be capable of handling the operations. It was too much work for one person. The three of them working together made it possible for them to successfully carry out their horrific acts without any interference from anyone. Victims or authorities.

If they have been able to keep Leah for this long, and do this to other women in the past, they knew very well how to cover their tracks. These were careful monsters. Well-disciplined monsters. It was recipe for a dangerous combination.

These were also the kind that did their homework extensively. They knew the who, what, where, when, and why, when it came to nabbing Leah. They also knew what she was capable of and were prepared for that as well.

Even thinking about all of that, Leah couldn't shake off this question she had in her mind for some time now. If they are so careful in capturing and securing their victims, why would they risk kidnapping someone like her?

Surely they know how well-known she is? Leah remember them saying they recognize her from the videos she had posted. Does her notoriety make her more desirable? If that was the case, Leah surmised, that it was a huge mistake in their part. She may not have been found yet, but her status as a popular video gamer would get a lot of attention after being gone for so long.

It was the only hope she had left in getting out of here in one piece. She had to believe that someone is getting one step closer every day in discovering her whereabouts. But she was wondering if it was false hope she was desperately clinging to. Without that positive idea, she fears her sanity will be gone soon.

Leah didn't want to give up. She wanted to keep fighting but it wasn't helping her the least bit. At the most, the only thing she can do is persevere. It's becoming more evident that anything else besides that was pointless. As soon as they knew she was no longer going to put up a fight, they would go to town on her. The fight might be gone from her, but her spirit was still intact.

It was the last thing she wanted to do. At that moment, she understood how victims would give up at a certain point. In her defense, she did not give up so easily. At least that's what she reasons with herself. You'd be surprised how simple your options are when it feels like your entire arm is about to disintegrate.

Leah made her decision. Instead of fighting, she was going to endure. The longer they have their "fun," the more time she gains in securing her rescue. It wasn't going to be easy, but she wasn't going to make it easy for them either.

"Well?" Alpha asked, making sure his grip hasn't loosened.

"You...You..." Leah had trouble saying the words. It wasn't just her concentration being disrupted by the pain from her arm. This was a degradation she never thought to experience. Even knowing what she must do to survive, that proud part of her wouldn't let her say the demeaning words so easily.

"Yes? 'You,' what?" Alpha was patient. He was relishing the moment.

Leah produced more tears and gritted her teeth before continuing.

"You...You are...You are..." Leah was fighting with herself mentally. Her pride arguing with her not to this. Not to give in so easily. It wasn't about giving up, Leah told that part of her. This is about survival. This is about me being smart. I have to make them think they've won. They may think they are different than other typical scumbag rapists, but they're all the same. Once they think they have defeated, they will let their guard down. And that's when I make my move.

"...My master." Her heart felt heavier saying the last two words. She was mentally telling herself to be strong.


Not a millisecond later did Alpha finally let her go. For a moment, Leah feared the worse, thinking he dismembered her arm from her body. It wasn't until she saw her arm did she realize it was still attached. Falling down to the cold concrete, Leah curled her arm close to her body gripping her hurt wrist with her other injured hand. The pain took its time melting away from Leah's arm. Rubbing it furiously didn't seem to do the trick but it was all she could do.

Her breathing was short and heavy. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on calming down and focusing on getting rid of the pain. Alpha just stood there watching her recover from the arm abuse he inflicted. A small smile grew on his face as he kept staring at the poor girl. The fight session was something new for him. The previous girls also put up a fight but they were nowhere nearly as skilled as Leah was. She put up an impressive fight, but she had no idea what kind of training he had in his background. In due time, he would tell her all about it.

Alpha folded his arms behind him before he spoke again.

"I need you to stand up, Leah," Alpha commanded.

Leah didn't move. Her arm was feeling better but she didn't want to do anything more for the bastard that was hurting her. Physically, she was recovering fine, but her pride was still hurt. Even though she agreed with herself to comply with the sick games in order to survive, her pride was still getting the best of her. It was telling her that if these assholes wanted to make her do something she did not want to do, then they were going to have to do it themselves. She continued to lay in a fetal position, clutching her arm.

"Last time I'm going to say it: stand up." His tone may not have changed but Leah could tell he was being serious. The only thing she did was open her eyes to look up at him. She wanted to be ready for anything he was about to do. At the moment, Leah believed she had some advantage. She would pretend to be weaker than she looks so that when he approached her, she would attack him in the last second.

After considerable time had passed, Alpha didn't move from his spot. His smile just got a little wider. He proceeded to take something out of his pocket. It was a small remote control.

"That's okay. It's more fun to use this anyway." With that he pressed one of several buttons from the remote.

Leah's eyes widened with horror when she felt the collar around her neck tightened. Her airway was severely constricted, making her unable to breathe. Without taking in a huge breath before restricting her to breathe, Leah had very little air to keep her conscious. She clawed at her collar, hoping it would be easy to take off. While trying to take the collar off, her whole body was shaking and writhing uncontrollably. The collar was wrapped so tightly around her neck she was not able to dig her fingers inside her collar. The only thing she succeeded was giving herself nasty scratches on her neck.

"If you want to be able to breathe again, all you have to do is stand up, Leah." Alpha said calmly. His words went into one ear and out the other. She was trapped in her own hell within hell as her struggling doubled. It reminded her of her session with Buddy when he forced herself to dunk her underwater. Not being able to breathe was a big fear for Leah. This was a new kind of torture, however.

Leah barely heard what Alpha said but she pieced together that he would let her breathe again if she just stood up. Her struggling didn't die down as her conscious was slowly failing her. She almost welcomed being rendered unconscious again by these monsters. It did cross her mind that knocking her out this way was not good for her. She had heard of cases of head trauma that was a result from numerous unconscious states. If this continues, she may not be able to get out of here in once piece.

With a last bit of effort, Leah quickly shot up to her feet still clutching the collar for dear life. Sounds of gasps and squeals came out of her mouth. Her vision was starting to get blurry. As soon as she was on her feet, Alpha pushed a button from his remote which in turn loosened the collar's grip around her neck. Leah sucked in a big amount of air before she coughed coarsely.

It was tempting to fall back down, but didn't want to risk being suffocated again. So she settled in resting her hands on her knees, keeping her head down.

"See? That wasn't so hard, was it?" Alpha teased.

Leah didn't look up at him. In her mind, she cursed at him. Without saying a word, she continued to take in deep breaths, working on controlling her breathing.

"The next part will also be easy." Leah was very doubtful about that. She didn't want to look defeated in front of him, so, with all the strength and pride she could muster, she straightened herself up looking at her captor straight in the eye. Alpha felt the daggers shooting from them.


It was a simple command, but Leah was in no hurry to be naked again. It was something she never got used. Todd was the only boy in her life who saw her naked. She made up her mind that he was going to be the only man in her life who had this pleasure. Now, not only has other men seen her naked, but these were the atrocious scumbags she ever had the displeasure of meeting. The longer she could hold out being naked in front of them again, the better.

Alpha help up the remote again, letting her know he was ready to use it again. She focused on his finger on the button. She would be ready to take a deep breath before he pressed it again. When Alpha felt he had given her sufficient time to obey him, he pushed the button. Leah didn't notice it the first time, but the first button he pushed was not the same button he pushed now. It was another unfathomable painful feeling Leah had ever felt. It felt as if a thousand needles were plunging her entire body over and over again.

Her body tensed up before dropping to the ground like a sack of potatoes. She squirmed wildly on the ground as the collar produced continuous electric shots through her whole body. Alpha held his finger on the button for only ten seconds. Each second was an eternity for Leah.

In all honesty, it did nothing for Alpha to see his slaves in pain or tortured. It was their compliance that did it. And like dogs, the only way to train a slave is through special conditioning. He would give them the opportunity to help themselves, but he was not going to make it easy for them. It would have shocked Leah (besides the collar) that Alpha would've genuinely kept his word had she been able to best him and escape from her predicament. Anyone who was willing to work hard for whatever they wanted deserved what they got in the end. Yet, this fact will never be known to Leah. She already made up her mind that Alpha was a sick son-of-a-bitch who got his kicks in torturing women physically and mentally.

With the collar no longer electrocuting her, Leah's body relaxed on the cold ground. A new layer of sweat covered her entire body. Her heavy breathing also returned, as did her sobbing. It was all too much for her to resist her crying. It was the only outlet she could use.

"That was only 30%. If you don't wish to find out what it feels like when the percentage is higher, I suggest you stand back up and take off your clothes like the obedient slave you are."

Alpha returned his hands behind his back, waiting. Leah let out an angry yell. It wasn't out fear, but more of rage. She wasn't only fighting against the three men, but with herself as well. She wanted her pride to go away just for the time being so she could do whatever sick acts they wanted her to do. It was easier said than done.

She very much wanted the floor to swallow her up. As much as she pressed he body on the ground, it wouldn't happen. Leah banged her fist on the ground out of frustration, before standing back up. Looking at Alpha with the same defiant look, only with tears coming out of her eyes.

"Well?" Alpha didn't sound impatient. He was still enjoying the moment.

Leah was imagining the girls they had before her. They were probably all scared shitless and cried constantly. Leah did not want to give them the same satisfaction but it was dawning on her how hard this really was. She pictured them having to undress before them because they had no other choice. It was probably how these fuckers liked it: slow and scared.

With that in mind, she rapidly stripped away all her clothes. It took less than thirty seconds for her to strip away the jacket, t-shirt, jeans and the shoes. Once again, Leah was naked in front of one of her three captors.


Leah dropped to ground before she could finish her sentence. Alpha once again electrocuted her thanks to the collar and remote.

"That's enough. You made your point."

He cranked up the voltage to 50%. It would be enough to keep her quiet for a while. This time he kept it on for thirty seconds. Leah repeated her thrashing much like the first time. Alpha took this opportunity to walk to the cellar door that was still open, only to close it. He had to walk around the Leah making sure he did not get in the way of her twisting and writhing. When he walked back, he turned off the device.

Leah's collapsed back to the ground. She was a hot mess. Her body was in serious turmoil and did not know if she would be able to survive another shock like that. It was much worse than the first time. In her mind, she already concluded she would do or say anything to avoid another electrocution. It was that unbearable.

Leah rolled over to her side, trying to form her body in a fetal position. Alpha went up and knelt next her.

"I understand your need to lash out, both physically and verbally. It's in your nature to do so. I'm sure you noticed Kenny and Buddy don't give you much leeway on that. They don't tolerate it as much as I do. The reason I let you get away with it is because I believe in fairness. If you really wanted to get out of here, you would've subdued me and walk out that door."

More like kill you, Leah thought.

"I have been more than generous giving you plenty of opportunities, but you just don't seem to want to follow through. I'm starting to question if you really do want to get out of here?"

She had nothing to say to him. It was obvious he was toying with her. This was his sick way of messing with the victim's psyche. If he really thinks she was going to trick her into thinking she wanted to be there, then he was more stupid than she thought.

"Well, as long as you're here, we might as well train you as the proper slave you are meant to be."

Please, she was telling herself, please stay down. Leah wasn't telling herself to stay rebellious. She was talking to her pride, telling it to stay down. That part of her needed to go away. Just temporarily. If it didn't, it would get her into a whole lot of trouble. These animals would never put their guard down if she continued to fight them. She did not know how long it would take before they would slip, but she knew she needed to comply long enough for them to believe they have broken her.

It was the only plan she could think of. It wasn't the best plan, but her resources were severely restricted. She will choose not to like it but she will also choose to endure. These were the type of monsters that took great pleasure in seeing women suffer in all sorts of unimaginable ways. Leah knew it was going to be a harrowing ordeal, but will not break for them. They may get satisfaction from torturing her physically but mentally she will stay whole. Her spirit will not break for them.

The only other way to escape this nightmare was in her mind. She will imagine a safe haven, somewhere far from this place. The only time she will come back is when she is finally rescued. That's her plan.

Without being told to, Leah slowly stood back up. Alpha followed suit. It was more evident her body was covered in sweat. Her raven hair was sticking to her face because of it. She was definitely a sight to see. Too beautiful to waste time on playing video games, Alpha thought. Everything about her screamed of sex; her toned body figure, ample tits that looked as if she was wearing an invisible push-up bra, small waist with a tight stomach, and thighs and ass that would make any man want to take a bite out of. Leah may have been completely nude for his viewing pleasure, but Alpha stared only straight into her eyes as she stood up.

Had his stare been more piercing, he would've been looking right into her soul. Instead of giving a defiant look, Leah only gave him a blank expression. It wasn't easy. Still not willing to look defeated or exhausted, even if the feeling was too much.

Atta girl. Don't make it too easy for us just yet.

Standing tall and enduring, not caring she was naked again in front of Alpha, Leah waited what he had planned for her next.

Alpha gave enough time for Leah to recover before he resumed to train his new slave more properly.

"Now, shall we begin?"

Chapter 7 (added: 2017/11/11)

Leah didn't get much sleep that night.

She just laid in bed, naked, recuperating from her night with Alpha. It wasn't so much the physical part she was trying to recover from but more of her psyche. After everything she has suffered thus far, Alpha said something that almost tore her completely apart.

The next thing that shocked her after underestimating her opponent in a bout, was what Alpha did with her in their first session together. Expecting another evening of debauchery and torture, Leah thought she had very little time to steel her mind. Little did she know, Leah did not have to do much to mentally prepare what Alpha had in store for her that night.

Besides the altercation they both went through, Alpha did not touch her in any sexual manner for the rest of the session. Under the threat of the devious collar, Alpha had her do a couple painless acts. He did this with all the girls he had the "pleasure" of training.

The first thing he had her do was get down on all fours and walk around the cellar like a dog. There may have been no pain involved, but there was plenty of humiliation. Leah was a firm believer in gender equality. She wouldn't call herself a feminist but she was against people who felt they were better than certain others.

So to have a man, who calls himself "Alpha," forcing a woman to strip naked and crawl around like a dog, made her not only ashamed but angry. This was everything she was against, and then some. The tortures were bad already in itself, yet debasing herself to an animal was almost the final straw. It killed her that she couldn't do a thing about it.

After having her crawl around for a bit, Alpha made her "sit" in a doggy position. She sat up with her bare ass on the cold ground, placing her hands on the ground between her thighs. In this position, she couldn't help but squeeze her boobs together, making them look more profound. More disgust and shame filled her.

Alpha was very happy with himself. He couldn't wait for the day when Leah wouldn't need the collar to comply with his orders. This was just a preview of what's to come.

"It is my hope for you, Leah, that one day you'll be able to follow my orders without that collar. Wouldn't that be something?" Alpha asked.

Leah didn't answer. She just focused on what was in front of her. If Alpha did not force her to answer, she wasn't going to. This didn't bother him. He knew she heard him.

"In case you were wondering, this is all we will be doing tonight. You'll find my methods more 'orthodox' than Kenny's and Buddy's. I always start off slow with all the girls who come through here."

This statement insulted Leah. She hated thinking there were others before her. How many poor girls fell into the clutches of these monsters? How long did they last before giving up on everything? It was a scary thought for Leah. Something she hoped she would never know the answer to, herself.

Alpha grabbed a chair to sit down in front his captive.

"Out of the three of us, I'm a bit more understanding of your dilemma. Your side, I mean. I don't imagine anyone would want to be in your position. But here we are. So I feel we owe you some kind of explanation. I'll answer any questions you may have now. Keep in mind, though, there may be some questions I can not answer now."

The nerve of this guy, Leah thought! "They owe me an explanation"?! The only thing they owe me is to give me back my freedom and for them to rot in prison for the rest of their lives! Leah didn't want to speak her mind. A part of her wanted to take him up on his offer if he was telling the truth. Then again, with a name like Alpha, his ego probably made him believe he had no reason to lie, she thought. His arrogance, Leah hoped, will be his downfall.

Without looking at him, she asked, "Why are you doing this to me?"

"Ah, a popular question I always hear. There are two answers for that. Do you want to know why we chose you? Out of every attractive girl out there, why you? To put it simply, we have big plans just for you."

Leah didn't know what he meant nor care to find out. But she knew in her gut, she was going to discover what that entails in the near future.

"Our picks have always been low-key. Of course, there were plenty of worried family members and friends who would look endlessly for them. In fact, some still are. It's sad really. That they will never know the truth of what really happened to them."

Leah started to panic a little bit before Alpha corrected himself.

"No, we don't kill them, if that's what you're thinking. All three of us are aware of the high risks involved for killing someone. It is an absolute last resort. You would have to go above and beyond before we resort to that. Instead, we have a 'humane' solution for making our girls disappear. But, that's for another day. I'm getting off topic."

It unnerved Leah how casually Alpha talked about their past victims like they were pets.

"While you are and will be undergoing the same treatment as everyone else, we have other special plans for you. We haven't tried implementing these new ideas yet. Needless to say, we're very excited to try something new. Especially with someone as breathtaking as you."

Leah knew he was trying to scare her. It would have been a lie if she said she wasn't. What could they possibly want from her? What was it about her status in the gaming community that made her "special"?

"But that's quite a while from now. We have to get you ready before that part of the plan comes. You can say we already have started prepping you since the day you got here, wouldn't you agree?"

Again, Leah chose to not respond.

"I am very glad you haven't broken just yet. Then again I knew you wouldn't. You're the type of girl who doesn't give up so easily. And that's who we need right now. We think you're strong enough to last just enough before our plans are complete."

Leah hated it now more than ever that she has been giving them what they wanted. The last thing she wanted to do was to help them in any way. She just didn't know how to fight back. It was her will she was always proud of when the going gets tough. Now, it was hurting her in an ironic twist.

"In order for you to move along schedule, you have to go through what every girl who has been with us, gone through."

Leah was confused at first. She didn't know what that meant. She has already suffered unimaginable things since she has gotten here. What could possibly be worse than-

Like a punch in the face, Leah knew exactly what he was talking about. Hoping to keep a straight face, Leah said in a shaky voice, "You're going to rape me?"

"Yes," Alpha responded casually.

Whatever strength Leah had left at that moment, she used it all up to hold back her tears and wails.

"You had to have known this was coming. Granted, we took a lot longer than usual to get to it, but for good reason. You see, usually, one of us would have the pleasure of doing so, but circumstances are different this time around. This leads to the other reason why we chose you. Someone you know personally suggested us to you."

Leah's world crumbled just a little bit more. She hoped he was lying. Who could she know personally who would put her through this? What did she do that made someone thinks she deserved this? Leah prayed Alpha was lying.

"It'll be the first of many. Keep that in mind. It's not going to get any easier. But knowing you, you can take it, Leah. I know you can."

Leah was in a fog when Alpha said that last part. She was in such complete shock, she did not notice him getting up from his chair to unlock her collar. He then opened the door to her cell, commanding her to get back inside.

But once she heard him threatening her by using the collar, she snapped out of it. Leah was in the process of standing up from her seated doggy position when Alpha stopped her.

"Uh, uh, uh. Tsk, tsk, tsk. That's not how pets walk, do they?" Alpha said, waving his pointing finger in a "no-no-no" motion.

Leah went back to all fours before crawling her way back into the cell. It was at this point, she couldn't hold back the tears anymore. After she entered her cell once again, Alpha made her go back to a seated doggy position. As she was crying, Alpha bent down to give Leah a kiss on the forehead. Taking this seemingly vulnerable opportunity, Leah lashed out, swinging both of her hands towards Alpha's face, ready to give him deep and painful scratches.

Instead, he caught both of her wrists just in time. Her hands were inches away from his face. Alpha gave her a satisfied smile as she looked at him with anger.

"That's my girl. Don't make it too easy for us now."

Alpha let her go, both knowing there wouldn't be any more attacks. Still looking at him with the same angry look, Alpha exited the cell and shut it once again, sealing his prisoner in it.

"I'd recommend you get some sleep. You will need it for tomorrow."

Leah kept his eyes on him as left the cellar. Once he did, she let out a sigh of relief, as her time with Alpha was over.

Damn, he's so fast! How can anyone be that fucking fast! Leah thought, angry at herself. After hearing Alpha admit she was going to be raped soon, Leah thought she catch him off guard if she looked shocked and scared. She was even able to produce tears to look the part. Although, thinking about it now, some of them may have been genuine tears. Leah turned laid on her side, covering herself the best way she could. She may have been tired but her mind was not letting her sleep.

She was in no sleeping mood. Leah was too angry to sleep. Even though her

It was time, Leah thought, to fight again for all she's worth. If this was something they were going to do, then Leah wanted to make sure she did not make it easy for them. Sure, so far her fights have been futile, but it was just now she realized that she wouldn't be able to live with herself if she just let them have their way with her. If Leah ever did get out of this alive, she wanted to tell people how she never stopped fighting and never gave up her struggle. If nothing else, it would be easier to live with herself afterward.

Leah tossed and turned most of the night until she was able to get some shut eye around 6 o'clock in the morning. Leah had another dream she was back at her home playing video games again with Todd by her side. It made it her heart sink, even more, when she woke up to the sound of something banging on metal.

Leah woke up startled and surprised to see where she was. Even without her glasses or contacts, she could see Kenny standing right outside her cell with his evil smile.

"Rise and shine, sugar tits!"

Kenny kicked the cell bars loud enough to wake up Leah with a startle. Instantly she covered herself. Even when looking tired, she gave Kenny an evil look. She was exhausted from yesterday's session with Alpha. The soreness from her hand and arm was evident of that. Leah was beyond embarrassed and humiliated having to perform "slave acts" for him. After their small bout, Leah realized Alpha was a very dangerous individual that could easily beat her in a fighting match. The next thing she would have to try was outsmarting him. It didn't turn out so well when she tried doing that with Buddy, but maybe Alpha and Kenny would be a different case. In the meantime, she had to keep up the fašade of being broken. If they truly believe she was broken, it would give Leah a chance to catch them with their guard down.

Kenny proceeded to retrieve something out of one of the several big closets in the cellar. To Leah, it looked like an oversize folded chair. Even when Kenny unfolded it and placed it in the middle of the open floor, she still couldn't identify what it was. The best way to describe it, according to Leah, was that it looked like a metal frame for a big, and unusual, chair or table. There were several bars on the main frame, with also several paddings. One of the paddings was big and was at the center of the frame. Whatever this device was, Leah had a bad feeling about it because she knew Kenny was setting it up just for her.

Kenny had to drill screws at the base of the frame onto the ground to keep it firm and steady. In fact, there were already holes in the ground to accommodate the screws. After feeling satisfied the contraption was set to his standards, he put the tools away. He rolled back a cart with other items on it but Leah couldn't tell what they were. Finally, Kenny returned his attention back to Leah.

"You have a long day ahead of you. And an even longer night. I have the pleasure of getting you ready. Are you going to be a problem?"

Leah didn't respond in any way. She thought if she opened her mouth, she would start yelling profanity and hurling insults at him. Instead, she tried to give him a blank look but only succeeded looking agitated.

"It doesn't matter whether you do or not. It's more fun when it's rough. So please, make it fun for me and fight as much as possible."

As Kenny unlocked her cell door and went inside, Leah gave no sign of resistance. Even after he dragged her out by the hair, Leah did not fight back. Kenny made several attempts to get her riled up, such as calling her more degrading names and manhandling her. Nothing seems to do it for her. Leah complied with all of Kenny's demand. He wasn't completely disappointed. He was looking forward to what was in store for her tonight.

While Kenny was strapping her down into one of his favorite positions, he took the time to inform Leah of tonight's agenda.

"A very special friend of ours is coming tonight. He's coming to see you personally. And I've been given the task to prepare you for him. You can probably guess how I'm setting you up what you're in store for, huh?"

He was right. By the time Leah realized how he was strapping her to the strange contraption he set up moments ago, she knew exactly what was going to happen to her tonight. But it was too late to fight back. It took a lot of effort on her part not to start freaking out. She wanted to continue pretending to be broken. Tonight might be too much for her to handle, however. As Kenny put the final touches to Leah's predicament, Leah's panic began to set in. Her new forced position on the make-shift device left her in an extremely vulnerable state. Her heart rate was beating faster and faster.

"That's it, whore," Kenny sneered. "Let it sink in. We're going to make sure you never forget this night. For as long as you live." He continued working methodically preparing Leah for tonight as taunted the poor victim. "Even when we play more of our games afterward, tonight will be imprinted in the back of your mind until the day you die. Nothing special like a cunt's first rape, I say!" Kenny laughed.

Leah closed her eyes tightly, concentrating on drowning out Kenny's words. But it was a little too late. His words already had an effect on her. She waited with trepidation as one of her evil captors prepared her in the most unusual way yet.

It felt like a whole day had passed for Leah. Unfortunately, time did not numb the pain her body was feeling. The cellar was still cool preventing her from sweating. Leah gave up the notion of escaping her restraints. The more she fought the more pain she caused herself. She was still in utter disbelief how Kenny had left her. To any disturbed individuals, like her three captors, she would be compared to a turkey on Thanksgiving. Leah has never been so exposed like she was now.

The humiliation and pain were so unbearable that Leah prayed for anyone to come in and do whatever they wanted so that she could be let down. It was a disturbing thought but there it was.

As if fate was listening in, Leah finally hears the door to her cellar open.

She remained silent and still, listening for anything.

Footsteps. There were getting louder. Coming to her. Only one person.

From her head hanging down, she had an upside-down view of someone's legs as they approached her from behind. They were wearing dark blue denim jeans with expensive Addidas. They just stood there, not moving. It felt like they've been standing there forever.

Was this one of the three? Or is this that "special guest" Kenny was talking about?

She could imagine what this person was thinking if he was anything like her three captors, as he examined her. Kenny methodically strapped her on the frame on her front side. She placed her chest on the bigger of two pads for support of her upper body. The pad had a huge hole in it, however, which gave access to her tits. The smaller pad was for her pelvis. This pad had two long metallic frames for Leah's legs to be strapped in. Before strapping her legs, Kenny did a short leg-stretching session because of what came next. The frame held her legs straight forward at first. But after making sure they were loosely strapped, Kenny rotated a lever which slowly forced her legs to do the split. He had to stop moments at a time to make sure her legs pivoted as her legs spread wide apart. Their research told them she could naturally do the splits, so it wouldn't have been a problem for her. They would never try this on a target if she was unable to do it, due to higher risks of bodily injury. They did not like to break their toys too soon.

Although Leah could do the splits with ease, being held in that position for a long time gave her aches in her joints that steadily grew by the hour. With her legs spread wide apart, her pussy was in perfect view. The straps secured around the top of her thighs accentuated her perfect ass.

Her arms did not receive the same treatment as her legs, however. Instead of strapping them down, Kenny brought them together behind her back and tied them together, from the wrists all the way to her upper arms. He tied a long rope from her wrists to the ceiling to keep them up. As anyone can imagine, this brought a crazy amount of pain to her shoulders and back. The pad on her chest did little to alleviate the tension.

The only thing Kenny did with her head was braiding her long, raven hair into a single braided ponytail. At the end of her ponytail, he tied another rope to it. He passed the other end of that rope to a hoop from the ceiling. Lastly, he tied a menacing-looking hook, which had a ball-shaped end the size of a golf ball, instead of a sharp hook. Kenny was going to use that hook at first but thought it best not to. Leah's body was already strained enough and did not want to push his luck. Kenny didn't care if it hurt her some more, but he knew that Alpha and Buddy would be more than concerned about it. Plus, he figured their guest can do the honors.

As a finishing touch, Kenny put a ring gag in Leah's mouth. This was the only time Leah resisted as she tried to bite him. But a vicious slap to the face from Kenny put a stop to it. This was how Kenny left her for hours before this mystery person showed up.

A chuckle. Leah then saw the legs walk over to her side. The direction of his feet indicated he was looking at something away from Leah. He must've been looking at the cart of "toys" Kenny left for him, Leah thought. The cart was too high for Leah to see what was on it. She could hear some metallic items being moved around. The quiet stranger was checking all the items Kenny had left behind. Leah remembered him mentioning they were "toys" for her and her new friend to play with. It scared Leah to find out what that means exactly.

Leah knew it wasn't any of her three original captors. They would've said something by now. Whoever this person is, it sounded like they were going to take their time tormenting Leah.

Deciding she had nothing left to lose, Leah started making a commotion, from moving as much as possible to trying to communicate with him. The last part proved difficult since Kenny put that gag on her.


"Sounds like Kenny gagged you with a ring gag. I'm assuming in case I wanted some fun with your mouth. He knows me so well."

Right off the bat, Leah did not recognize the voice. He sounded young. Maybe around her age.

"I still can't believe they manage to pull it off. Kidnapping the great S.S.Shotguneagle."

The guy sounded calm. Eerily calm, Leah thought. She knew he was going to be really bad news.

"And just before my birthday. Must be my lucky day."

Leah concluded this guy was definitely not going to help her in any way.

"I have you only for tonight. Which is long enough for me to do everything I want to do to you."

For some reason, Leah remained calm. Of course, she felt anger, frustration, and even fear, but at this point, she learned to accept her situation. But not her fate.

"Oh, yeah! Haha, sorry about that."

He walked over in front of Leah, squatted down, and lifted her head by the chin. Her eyes were a little red and puffy from the crying. No makeup, like she usually has on before stepping in front of a camera. But she still looked incredible to him. She wasn't even wearing her glasses. He doubted she was wearing her contacts either. Her forced, gaping mouth did nothing to deter her lovely face. Just the opposite.

While holding her head up, he produced her eyeglasses which was on the cart Kenny had left with the other toys. He used his mouth to open both arms of the glasses before carefully putting it on her. The earpiece was covered with rubbers so that it wouldn't easily slip off her ears. He wanted to make sure Leah had a perfect view of him with her dark brown eyes.

"There we go. Just like you look in your videos," the stranger teased.

Lifting her head up to look at him, sent sharp shooting pain to her upper back and arms. A small but long groan escaped out of her mouth in response to the pain. Looking up at him, and even with her glasses on, she had no idea who this guy was. She never met him before. Although she now could see him perfectly, there was nothing memorable about him. He looked like an average joe you would pass on the street without noticing. Taking the time to look at his face, just like he did with hers, Leah could see the same twisted look of lust that her other three captors have shown. It repulsed her.

"There. How's this? No? Still nothing? Oh well, I guess that makes sense."

He let her chin go, dropping her head back down hard, before standing up again. The pain came from her neck this time, followed by another groan. He slowly walked around Leah, taking off his long-sleeve shirt.

"Not many people know who I am. I'm just a regular guy who just happens to know quite a few special people." As he continued to talk, he picked up a small cattle prod as he passed the desk of toys. "I'll admit I'm not anything special, really. And that's okay. I can admit that. It's also okay because I created a popular character who gets all the fame and glory. You see, Leah, you and I have so much in common."

After thinking thoroughly, which wasn't easy given her predicament, Leah still did not recognize who this new sick bastard was. He could be a deranged fan who's about to fulfill whatever sick fantasy he has for S.S.Shotguneagle. She met her fair share of fans, whether during everyday activities or at sponsored events. Almost always she would run into at least one fan once a week. How was she supposed to keep track of all of them?

"I love playing video games. Just like you. And much like you," he started flipping the prod in a playful manner, "I used my love of video games to make a career out of it." He then proceeded to trace her widely spread legs with the prod. It wasn't turned on. Yet. Leah gave a little twitch when she felt its touch. "I got pretty popular, thanks to my hidden charisma. I found it much easier to perform when I am...anonymous."

Leah hated how she was being forced to listen to him. The whole time he's talking, she had a sinking feeling today was finally going to be the day she was dreading the most. On one hand, she is relieved to get it over with, even though she was more than sure this will not be the last time. The quicker it gets done, the quicker she could start getting used to it. It was a morbid thought, but her options were still limited. On the other hand, this was not going to be your typical rape (another morbid thought). These savages have plans for her to make sure she suffers the worst kind of hell before getting rid of her.

"I've made quite a few friends who share my love of gaming, who are just as popular if not more popular than me. They've helped me a lot with my status in the gaming community. But where there are friends, there are also enemies. Enemies that do nothing but to make other gamers look like amateurs. Some of these enemies take the form of an annoying CUNT," he emphasized, "who takes pleasure in disrespecting others who are obviously above her!"

By the time he finished his last line, he arrived where Leah's hung head was at, only to forcefully yank her head up by the hair to face him once again. The sharp pain from her arms and back returned with a vengeance.

"Remind you of anyone?" He asked rhetorically.

He threw her head back down, circling her strung-up body again.

"Yes, you guessed it. I'm talking about you, bitch. You embarrassed me way too many times. You humiliated me in front of a lot of people. You made fun of me at my own expense! You constantly cheated to beat me, isn't that right, Shotgun Eagle!?"

This new stranger struck Leah's stretched leg with the rod. He didn't electrocute her. He used it more like a blunt instrument. Nevertheless, it produced agonizing pain to Leah's left hamstring, making her wince in pain. Not being able to soothe it was another thing Leah would never get used to. Yet, at the same time, she was trying to process what her new captor had just said. It sounded like she has beaten him more than once. It didn't help her narrow her guesses, however. With a lot of experience in gaming, Leah had her fair share putting a lot of boys to shame in their own game. Naturally, their ego would get bruised prompting them to spout insults one would hear in elementary school. It amused Leah all the time that her male opponents would be "butt-hurt" when they lose a game. And it would be even more amusing when they whine like little babies when they discover they are beaten by a girl. It angered Leah that this new creep was going to do what every crybaby male gamers' fantasy is in putting S.S.Shotguneagle in her place.

"It's about time someone puts you in your place. And I am more than happy to have the pleasure to do so. But it's only fair you know who I am before we get started. I want you to know who is going to punish you, not only for what you've done to me but what you represent. I really hope that by the end of this session, you will regret ever picking up a controller."

Leah sensed him walking back behind her placing himself in the middle of her spread legs. Her blood boiled with rage and shame as she was displayed in the most shameful way for this new terrorizer. On his way there, he placed the prod back with the other items. He wanted his hands to be free as he groped and massage Leah's ass. He started off gently, then gradually got rougher. It disgusted her to hear him moan in pleasure as he molested her. He didn't even start his session with Leah yet, but already he felt like his cock was going to explode. But he didn't want to rush it. This was their first time together. The first of many. This first time, however, was going to be memorable for the both of them. He was going to make sure of that.

He continued assaulting her ass with his hands, making sure to grab as much as he could. Her ass was perfect. With her small waist, it made her ass look big. Not too firm, but plenty soft for any lucky man to grab a hold of. He would lower his hands a little as he massaged her so that his thumbs would casually rub across her pussy lips. Leah noticed this and instinctively tried to get away but only succeeded what looked like her gyrating her ass. To him, it perceived as a very welcoming invitation.

"Your ass is fucking hot by the way. Always teasing us viewers with your yoga pants and short shorts. You sluts are all the same. Using your body to attract attention. Well, this is what it gets you."

He struck Leah's right ass cheek with his hand. The sound from the smack was loud, which pleased him. He hit her so hard, there was an instant red hand print on her ass. Leah groaned loudly in pain. She wasn't expecting that. She also didn't expect another hard slap on the same spot a second later. Her tormentor didn't waste any time being gentle with his attacks. He kept slapping her ass continuously with ferocity. To make it worse, he only focused on her right ass cheek.

It didn't take long for Leah to start sobbing. Never had she endured such a treatment like this. Sure her boyfriend, Todd, would smack her ass hard as a joke every once in awhile, but even he wasn't into that. Plus he knew she didn't appreciate it much. Now Leah was undergoing the worst kind of spanking. And he wasn't planning on stopping until her entire cheek was blood red.

Her sobbing turned to small chokes and gags, as it was difficult to cry with her mouth forced open. The only movement they allowed her was her head, which she shook violently as a way for him to stop. Even if he did notice it, it would've only egged him on.

He stopped his assault on Leah's right ass cheek when he approved it was the right shade of dark red. Leah felt like her right ass was on fire. The pain did not seem to go down. All she could do was cry and wait.

"Phew! That's a workout! But I got it just the way I like it! And now for the other one..."

Instantly, with all the movement she could muster, Leah shook abruptly while screaming for him to stop.

"Yeah, I know. But if you see what I'm seeing right now, it just doesn't look right. Don't worry, though. I'll go a little bit harder and faster to get it over with. I'm a lefty anyway."

Without further ado, he slapped her other ass cheek with his left hand. True to his word, he slapped her harder and faster. Anguish succumbed Leah. What made it worse was the idea that this was just the beginning. Her mind was betraying her as her will began to shut down. He loved the sound coming out of the whore. He knew it all too well. And what made it even better was the fact that it was S.S.Shotguneagle. The bitch who embarrassed him in so many of her videos. His ego and pride were slowly being repaired with each passing second.

Thanks to putting more effort in his second round of spanking, he stopped sooner than the first time. Much like the first, Leah felt her ass was on fire. Only this time it seemed like her ass had fallen out.

"Perfect!" He brought down both hands on her ass once again to continue his massage. The slightest touch brought back that world of pain Leah felt. Even with the massage, it didn't do anything to soothe the pain away. "Damn, girl, your ass is now hot in more ways than one!" Feeling her ass now, the spanking resulted in her blood reaching closer to her skin making his touch feel warm.

"You have no idea how long I've been wanting to do that. Always flaunting your ass in front of the camera. Making every guy fantasize about slapping it. And I'm the lucky son-of-a-bitch who just had the pleasure."

Much to Leah's relief, he glided his hands outwardly feeling the rest of her legs. Her legs had the right amount of meat on her. Even her tense legs did nothing to take away the great feeling he felt as his hands made his way down to her legs. He traced his hands back to her ass.

"You don't know my real name, but you probably know me by another name: CO2Deviant."

It was like a stab to the gut. For a moment, Leah forgot the pain she was enduring and processed what the asshole behind her rubbing her ass had just said. She didn't want to believe it. No way was she letting this scumbag do whatever he wanted to her. Leah knew exactly who this asshole was. They met several times in one of her favorite online first-person shooter games, where she had beaten him at all times. The only reason she posted all their videos together was the rants he would give after every loss he suffered. At the time, it was hilarious that a snot-nosed little piss-ant was spouting insults at her to save his massive ego. The only thing he succeeded was making himself look like an imbecile in front of a whole lot of viewers. He brought that on himself. Now he was about to take things too far to extract revenge on a girl that kicked his ass fair and square. That anger she thought she lost came back with a passion.

Chapter 8 (added: 2017/12/04)

"That's right, baby doll. The one and only. You should be honored. You're one of very few who knows my identity."

Leah definitely wanted to share words with CO2Deviant, but they were not pleasantries. She tried her best to shout insults and derogatory remarks at him but it just came out as unintelligible sounds thanks to the ring gag.

"So if you've been wondering why all this is happening to you, now you know who to thank. It's because of me you're here. I told Alpha all about you. And what you did to me. Normally he wouldn't go for something like this. Luckily for me, after taking one look at you, it wasn't too hard to convince him. Keep that in mind the next time you ask yourself, 'Why me? Why me?'"

CO2Deviant mocked her pretending to cry as he said the last words. He laughed at his own joke. Now Leah knew why she was there. It wasn't random. She was a target ever since Alpha cried to him like a little bitch about what she did to him. Leah didn't think she could get any angrier. All this because of some asshole and his ego! Didn't he know this was too far? Apparently not. Knowing the reason why she was kidnapped and tortured gave Leah mixed emotions. How does he know Alpha, Kenny, and Buddy? What kind of connection do they share?

"I know, I know. It's a lot to take in. If you think that was too much, wait until you see what comes next. But first..."

CO2Deviant stopped his assault on Leah's ass to walk over to the set of tools Alpha and his friends had laid out for him. He picked up two small identical items and brought it back to his helpless victim. Once again he stood in front of Leah's hung head, knelt down and yanked her head up roughly by the hair.

"You see these?" This time Leah didn't wince in pain. Just a grunt. She was still enraged by the news she had heard moments earlier. Making no attempt to look at the two items he was showing her, Leah shot a look of hatred towards him. He noticed this and was very pleased to see the look of defiance.

"These are nipple clamps. And you see this? They're 'metal teeth.' It's bad enough these will hold on to anything for dear life, but it will be extra painful with these teeth buried into 'em. I'll give you one guess where these go. As much as I want to start off on a high note, I think hurting you slowly will be more rewarding. For me, anyway."

He let go of Leah's head to let it fall down again hanging freely. CO2Deviant positioned himself underneath Leah's body to get better access to her tits. Thanks to the holes in the padding, supporting her chest and revealing her breasts, anyone can do whatever they wanted to them. Setting the nipple clamps down, he wanted to feel her up first. He preferred them to be a little bigger but they were still big enough to have fun with. Besides, knowing they belong to the non-consenting Leah made it more pleasurable for him.

"You have great tits too. I like them bigger but these are perfect for your body." His new assault on her breasts was just as humiliating when he was massaging her ass. Only this time it was mixed with a feeling of disdain. It was a horrible feeling knowing a person you absolutely abhor is touching you in a sexual manner. Every time she struggled with her binds she believes she is close to breaking out of them. Her hatred was so intense, that she really believed it would help her break out of her restraints and pummel this asshole to a pulp. Instead, the only thing she succeeded was making herself more fatigue.

His fondling turned to pinching her nipples hard. He pulled on them to see how far they would go. A strange sound came out of Leah's opened mouth which was her way of screaming.

"I bet they taste great too."

CO2Deviant planted his mouth on Leah's left tit, sucking with enough force hoping to squeeze some milk out of her. He did the same with the other. Engulfing as much of her tit as he could, CO2Deviant flicked her nipples rapidly with his tongue. Leah shut her eyes tightly, to avoid seeing what was being played in front of her. The humiliation was getting worse by the second, especially when she could do nothing to stop it. Which even then she couldn't endure. It was difficult to imagine herself anywhere else at that moment.

CO2Deviant continued on lapping and sucking Leah's tits as if a newborn puppy would with its mother. He used one of his free hands to maul the tit he wasn't busy sucking on. He made sure his saliva covered her boobs, making it shine. The last thing he did was biting down hard on each nipple until he heard some kind of sign from Leah that she did not enjoy it whatsoever. He bit down on her left nipple so hard that he accidentally drew blood.

"Oops! Sorry about that. Your tits bring out the worst in me."

CO2Deviant lapped up some of the blood, which wasn't much, before setting the nipple clamp on it. The metal teeth tripled the pain. The vice-like grip was squeezing them so hard Leah thought they were about to be snipped off. Her neck might have been sore at this point but the agony from her nipples caused her to shake her head side to side.

"Take it easy, Shotguneagle. At least wait until the other clamp is on too."

CO2Deviant yanked on her other nipple to make the clamp close a little of the aureole. The pain reached six-fold. Her body may have been securely strapped, but CO2Deviant could see she was shaking uncontrollably. In the three years of active sex, never had Leah let Todd this type of Congress. Still very young and just starting their sexual experience, they haven't felt the need yet to spice things up. They were completely satisfied with their vanilla lifestyle. Now, Leah was getting a crash course on the most extreme BDSM.

"I know those probably hurt like hell, but I think you can take a little bit more."

CO2Deviant procured small weights to attach to the strings to her nipple clamps. As soon as the weights were pulling her nipples down hard, Leah feared her breasts were about to rip right off! It was a terrifying and excruciating ordeal. The tears kept coming like waves. Her sanity was about to be lost if this keeps up.

CO2Deviant sensed this. He knew the girl was close to her breaking point. That fire she had a moment ago was still in her though. Because of that fire, he knew she wouldn't break so easily. Stronger girls than Leah have had the unfortunate pleasure of being in the hands of Alpha and his two companions. But if Leah can get through the next part, CO2Deviant would categorize her as one of the strong ones.

"There. That wasn't too bad, right?"

Leah's wails turned to whimpers. With her mouth forced open for so long, Leah drooled a good amount of saliva onto the concrete floor, forming a small puddle.

"But you're far from done. You haven't even come close to feeling how I felt when you disgraced me. This next part should do the trick."

Again, he retrieved another item. He didn't bother to show it to Leah this time. What looked like an ordinary very thick, 7-inch dildo he was holding was yet another torture device. The material of the device was gel-like, taking away some of the discomforts from its massive size. He brought it down right behind Leah and her stretched-out split legs.

"Normally, I would use some lube to make this next part easy, but I don't want it to be easy. Not for you. Besides, I think-- What the... ?"

CO2Deviant did not notice Leah's pussy was dripping with her own secretion during her treatment. It surprised him that she was getting extremely wet out of this tribulation. Even Leah hadn't noticed it. She had other things on her mind. It was when he inserted his index finger inside her, did Leah realize how wet she has gotten. It tore her up inside as the humiliation just kept piling up. She was too ashamed.

"You fucking slut! You're getting off from this?! I knew it. You're just like the rest of them. We'll see how much you like what I'm gonna do to you next".

CO2Deviant roughly and forcefully jammed the thick phallus inside her pussy. He was hoping she would be dry, only adding more to the pain, but because of her bodily fluids, it went in with somewhat easier. Even with her heavy secretions, however, it still hurt Leah. Todd's own length was average in size and not as thick as the phallus that was forcing away inside her pussy.

CO2Deviant had to jam the last two inches with a stronger effort, while carefully trying not to press the button at the base of the dildo. Not just yet.

"I'm guessing Mr. Hotdog doesn't have much of a hot dog if you couldn't take this in. Don't worry. Alpha and his friends will take care of that. They'll do a lot worse than what I'm doing. So be grateful."

"Grateful" wouldn't be the word Leah would use. Right now the word that comes to mind is "pain." Not just physically but mentally as well. If she ever escaped this hell, she knew she would need therapy no matter how hard she refused. Her family and Todd would insist upon it after they hear what she has been through. She won't give any details but they'll know. Everyone will know she's been through hell.

"As much as you're enjoying this, bitch, the fun stops here." Leah hated that this new lunatic thought she was enjoying it because of her body's response to the situation. She has heard stories of rape victims having orgasms from their rapists, bringing in shame, guilt, and humiliation. They think that maybe they did enjoy it and that just maybe it really wasn't rape. But Leah knew better. This was going to be rape. She was about to be a victim. Her body may respond to the attacks, but her mind and soul will never give in.

Still standing behind Leah, CO2Deviant was waiting for her to get used to the object he just shoved inside her. He loved the way she was squirming, either trying to adjust to the new feeling inside or trying to expel it. It was no use. It was lodged in there tightly. If there was any chance of it coming out, CO2Deviant was about to eliminate it.

The button at the base had to be pressed a little hard to activate its purpose. As soon as CO2Deviant pushed the button, a loud, uncanny scream escaped out of Leah's mouth.

It even frightened CO2Deviant a little bit. He has used the device before in the past from different women, but Leah's reaction had to be the worst. Pressing that button activated minuscule, sharp pins jutting out of the gel-like phallus up inside Leah. The length of these tiny pins was long enough to cause insurmountable pain, but not long enough to cause any permanent or fatal damage to whoever's "wearing" it. To Leah, it felt like someone was slowly stabbing her from the inside with no sign of stopping.

Her screams quickly went silent. She lost her voice. Her next reaction was shaking her head wildly. She needed to do something, anything to take her mind off the pain. With 90% of her body immobile, shaking her head was the only thing she could do to react to what she was feeling.

CO2Deviant took a step back to marvel at the beauty in front of him. He walked around her, making sure to take in every detail. Her entire naked body was now covered with a thin layer of sweat. Her subtle shaking caused the weights hanging from her nipple clamps to dance a little. Their death-like grip made sure they were not going to come off anytime soon. She curled her toes hard, another means to react to the pain. The muscles in her back and legs were much more visible now. She's going to need some rest after this. But not yet.

He stopped in front of her hung head, which Leah made limp. He bent down, picked her head up by her hair again, and looked at her. She may have looked like a mess, but the pain and fear on her face was a thing of beauty to him. He studied her face carefully, making sure it was the genuine pain he saw. This cunt caused him a lot of trouble, and his revenge was going according to plan.

Moving his hand from her hair to under her chin, he used his other hand to caress her face.

"Sssh, sssh, sssh, it's okay, it's okay. We're almost done. Your punishment is almost over. There's just one more thing I have to do."

Still holding her head by the chin, CO2Deviant carefully reached for the rope that had Leah's hair tied to. He reached for the other free end that went through the loop from the ceiling. Holding onto it, he pulled it just enough so he could support Leah's head. When he felt her head was being supported, he carefully released his hold from her chin. Now Leah's head was being held up thanks to Him and the rope he was holding onto. With even more care, he slowly pulled the rope, forcing Leah's head to come up until she was facing the wall from the other side of the room in front of her.

CO2Deviant momentarily tied the rope off using the loop from above to keep her head up. He grabs hold of the anal hook and then stopped suddenly.

"Damn. I totally forgot to lube you up before I put this inside your ass. You won't like it without it, trust me."

It was getting harder for Leah to listen to whatever he was saying. Her mind was slowly slipping out of consciousness. The scalp from her head felt like it was going to be ripped out at any moment. If she didn't have any neck problems yet, the new position her head was in, will take care of that. CO2Deviant returned with not only a special type of lube but with latex gloves as well.

"I have to be careful when dealing with this stuff," he said as he put on each glove. "Alpha won't tell me what it is, but I sure as hell know what it does."

Making sure his hands were completely covered by the gloves, he opened the top to the bottle. He coated two of his fingers with the lube, covering it down to the base of his fingers. Thanks to her forced, split legs, CO2Deviant had perfect access to Leah's asshole. He took his time inserting his two fingers with the mystery lube on it. Even with the lube, he had to apply enough force to get inside her ass. Another sexual act Leah has never done before. That is until Kenny's session when he forced her to have an orgasm with a dildo up her ass.

CO2Deviant wasn't halfway in until, yet again, Leah's body reacted. Her voice was still out, so she resumed her minimal shaking. The lube gave a painful stinging sensation that Alpha would describe as a mix between being stabbed by a thousand knives and being burned alive. The beauty of this lube was the sensation would remain constant, never died down, which in turn means the victim would never be able to get used to it. The only way she could get relief is a special antidote.

CO2Deviant left his two fingers inside her asshole once he got it all in. He wanted to wiggle around their, but it was evident that Leah had never had anal sex or at the very least barely used her asshole for any sexual activity. It was so tight that CO2Deviant wondered if he was going to be able to get his fingers out!

After this though, Leah's body went limp. It was as if someone turned her "off" switch. But CO2Deviant knew what happened. She finally passed out.

He looked at his watch in disappointment.

"Not even thirty minutes. What a weak bitch"

Holding onto her ass for support, CO2Deviant yanked his fingers out of her. He carefully took off his gloves and disposed of them in a special trash bin, Alpha or his two companions would dispose of any of its contents.

He walked in front of Leah to see her face. Even in an unconscious state, she still had that look of pain. Drool kept coming out of her mouth, adding on to the puddle from the ground. He didn't want her to miss any of the things he was doing to her. It took two smelling salts to wake her up. Leah was coming to too slowly for CO2Deviant, which he felt warranted a slap on the face.


"Wake up! You're not getting off that easy. I don't want you to miss this."

Leah didn't realize she passed out. She wished this asshole had kept her unconscious. Not a moment sooner, all the pain from the acts he had done to her came flooding back. With everything done to her, she felt like her body was about to be ripped apart. With her body tightly bound, she felt her nipples being pulled with sharp clamps, her pussy felt like it was being shredded and now her ass was being stung relentlessly. She thought her hair being pulled to support her head was the cherry on top. But it was not over yet.

CO2Deviant grabbed a hold of the oversize hook and began inserting the ball part of the hook inside her ass. His two fingers were hard enough to gain access. The anal hook was almost impossible. But thanks to the special lube he had applied, her ass gave way some. CO2Deviant even had to resort leaning his whole upper body to force the ball inside.

It was just pain topping off more pain for Leah. Her voice came back letting out mixtures of screams and groans. If there was ever a time she could escape her body, now would be it. If he had any more plans for her, she thought she was going to die. Leah held her breath as CO2Deviant got the ball halfway there.

"Almost ... there..." CO2Deviant struggled. But after giving one final push, her ass completely engulfed the ball. With the anal hook finally inside her, Leah gave a heavy exhale, followed by more crying.

"There we go! I knew a cunt like you could do it." CO2Deviant congratulated her by slapping her already sore ass. "Let me adjust this real quick ... and ... now you're done!"

CO2Deviant released the knot that he tied on the loop from above to hold Leah's head. Now her head was being held up thanks to the rope that was being anchored by the anal hook. It was a double whammy for Leah. Her already sore neck and shoulders were being held up by the hook in her ass which still caused the undying stinging sensation from the lube CO2Deviant applied. Since her head was up now, CO2Deviant grabbed her glasses from the table to put them on her. Her look was complete.

To the average person, she a terrifying mess. To people like CO2Deviant, Alpha, Kenny, and Buddy, however, she was erotic. A treat for the eyes. They were part of the disturbed group of individuals who took extreme joy in watching beautiful women suffer. And Leah was one of many unfortunate candidates to fulfill the lusts of these depraved men.

CO2Deviant couldn't take it anymore. Standing in front of Leah, so that she had a perfect view of him, he started undressing quickly in front of her. Leah closed her eyes to avoid looking at him. She had other things to worry about. She didn't want to see her soon-to-be rapist undress in front of her. But CO2Deviant didn't like that. Right before he was about to take off his pants, he slapped Leah on the face hard. The pain from it ricochet from her face to her hair then to her ass.

"Open your eyes, bitch! You'll look at me as I fuck your face first! If you closed them again, I'll make sure to keep them open for you. And believe me, you won't like one second of it."

As hard as it was for Leah, she looked on as her attacker resumed taking off his clothes. This was no easy task. With her glasses on, she had a perfect vision of CO2Deviant and whatever else was in front of her. Besides the humiliation of it, Leah still had to deal with the pain she was enduring simultaneously. She prayed that by now the pain would be numb, but it still remained! She felt every inch of her body that was in agony. Her mind was on nowhere else at this moment. And now this psychopath in front of her is going to force her to suck his dick. Leah thought if the physical pain wouldn't go numb, her mind will.

As he took off the last article of clothing, CO2Deviant stood inches away from Leah's gaping mouth. To her horror, Leah had a perfect view of his hard cock. It was big, long and thick. Nothing like Todd's. Leah didn't think he would be that big judging by his body.

There were now two naked individuals in the room. One was unwilling and subdued, while the other was very willing and very free to do whatever he wanted to do to S.S.Shotguneagle.

CO2Deviant put each of his hands on the sides of her face. He was getting ready to put his raging hard cock inside SSShotguneagle's mouth. Many, many times he would fantasize about this moment. I'm sure a lot of horny guys who watched her videos have too. CO2Deviant was going to make every second of this moment count

"Look at me, whore."

Leah looked up at him through her big glasses with pain and defeat in her eyes.

"This is what you get for humiliating me. You deserve this. You brought this on yourself. Remember that."

This actually made Leah a little angry, but it was soon washed away thanks to the overwhelming pain she was feeling from her body.

"This is also for all the guys you would tease on your videos. For dressing like a whore, thinking you're better than us. Well, you're not. Your just a wannabe whore who needs attention from everybody no matter how they get it. This is your punishment."

With much anticipation and excitement, CO2Deviant slowly inserted his cock inside Leah's open mouth. He watched carefully as he sank deeper and deeper. He didn't care she closed her eyes tightly to undergo the forced blowjob she had to give. She hated giving head. She tried it once with Todd, but even he thought it was awkward. It never bothered him that she never did it for him again afterward. Their sex life might have been vanilla but it was more than enough for them.

CO2Deviant watched with fascination and satisfaction as he made his cock disappear inside Leah's mouth. Leah tried to use her tongue to block if not expel the invasive member. But that only added pleasure for him. It was as if she was willingly licking his shaft. It didn't necessarily taste disgusting to Leah. It was just the fact she had some guy's penis, not her boyfriend's, in her mouth. In her current state, giving head was the very last thing she wanted to do.

He sunk his cock all the way into her mouth until he could go no further. That wasn't technically true. Leah's gag reflex prevented him from going any further. The ring gag may have opened her mouth fairly wide, but his cock filled her up completely. The warmth of her mouth sent waves of pleasure, starting from his member and spreading throughout his body. He closed his eyes and lifted his head up in ecstasy. What increased the pleasure was knowing who it was and how very much unwilling she was in this while being in a world of pain.

He returned his gaze back to Leah. Her eyes were still firmly shut. She looked extremely pitiful yet attractive with most of his cock buried in her mouth. She was gagging uncontrollably, coughing at times, trying to adjust to the object in her mouth. He wanted to jam the remaining last inches of his cock in her mouth but he didn't want to risk damaging her throat.

Instead, he retracted his cock a little, only to sink it back in slowly. He didn't take his time because he wanted to be careful with her, but because CO2Deviant wanted to drag it out as long as possible. He knew that if he started off fast, he would cum sooner.

He rocked his cock back and forth in a steady rhythm. He held her head still with both hands as he fucked her face. He stopped just once to take his cock out to rub his head all over her lips. He wanted Leah to completely taste it. He loved how her saliva completely coated his cock. Her drooling increased since he began fucking her face.

He softly petted her hair with one hand. Leah almost felt comforted by it as a way to soothe her as she was dealing with the pain her body was suffering. With her eyes still closed, she imagined it was Todd's hand who was comforting her.

"Look at me."

She opened her eyes to look up at him, thinking she was about to see Todd's face. She quickly shut her eyes again, weeping some more. Her desperation to be anywhere else than there was so bad, she actually believed Todd was there to rescue her.

"No, no, no, no. Keep them open. Or, remember, I'll find a way to make them stay open."

Fearing the worst, Leah reopened her eyes to look up at her tormentor, with much difficulty.

"You look so fucking hot with my dick in your mouth. Wow. I still can't believe it. S.S.Shotguneagle is sucking my dick! Who says fantasies don't come true?" he joked.

CO2Deviant resumed his thrusts, slowly fucking her face.

"Don't take your eyes off me. You'll be sorry if you do."

Leah wanted so badly for her mind to drift far away from this place. She didn't want to look at her captor while he was making her blow him. But the torture devices on her made it hard for her to do so. She was getting used to the clamps on her nipples, but it was the weights that renewed the pain. The burning sensation from her ass was still fresh which made her move her hips to adjust to the pain. But adjusting her hips caused more pain from her pussy as the phallus with the tiny needles moved around finding new places inside her to poke her with. He may have slowly stroked his cock with her mouth, but even the slightest movement from her head caused pain from her neck and shoulders. When Leah would try to move her head to alter her position, she only succeeded in pulling the scalp from her hair and pulling the anal hook that was lodged deep in her ass. There was no escaping her predicament.

"Oh yeah ... your mouth feels fucking incredible. Suck my fucking cock. I love how you're in so much pain right now. I can't even imagine what you're feeling. I'm the luckiest son-of-a-bitch. Mmmmm ... Fuck..."

When he felt Leah was getting used to it, CO2Deviant picked up his pace a little. He was hoping he could get her to swallow it all before he came. Still being careful with her, he grabbed a hold from under her head with one hand and held the back of her head with the other. He adjusted his stance a little for better access and proceeded to insert the rest of his shaft inside Leah's mouth.

Leah couldn't help but wince at the gagging until she had to shut her eyes to withstand the deepthroat.

"C'mon I know you can do it. Just a little bit more. You're so close..."

His voice was the equivalent of daggers shooting into her ears. She hated him more than she feared him. It was downright impossible to show any kind of rage due to the immense pain she was going through. It felt natural to only hurt and cry.

The gagging sound only turned on CO2Deviant more. Everything about her and what she was going through send waves of arousal throughout his body. He could no longer hold it anymore. Leah's lips were only half an inch away from reaching the base of his cock when CO2Deviant finally erupted.


It was the best orgasm he ever felt. One of many to come. The pleasure he was feeling through Leah's torture was so intense, a vast amount of his white substance shot out of him and down Leah's throat. His pumps were a little quicker as he used Leah's mouth to squeeze out every drop of his cum. Leah instinctively swallowed without realizing what just happened. By the time she swallowed most of his cum it was already too late. Her stomach was turning, realizing what she had just ingested. The thought made her so sick, she was surprised she didn't throw up. Instead, she made retching sounds, which sounded more like lust-filled moans thanks to CO2Deviant' cock in her mouth.

He left his dick in her mouth as it slowly deflated, pumping slower to adjust to his sensitivity level. All the while forgetting the pain Leah was still in and the new level of humiliation she was feeling. For over a minute, he was on cloud 9.

Returning back to Earth, CO2Deviant took his spent manhood out of her mouth. Some of the cum that Leah didn't swallow, seeped out and onto the pool of saliva on the ground. He walked around the room a little bit trying to get rid of the stiff feeling from his legs.

"Fuck me, if that wasn't the best blowjob ever! Phew!"

CO2Deviant retrieved his boxers from his pile of clothes to put on. He didn't feel comfortable doing the next part completely naked. He knew Alpha and the other two were watching. He didn't feel self-conscious about it anymore after doing this for awhile. Just wearing his boxers was good enough. As he was getting ready for the next part of the session, Leah continued to suffer without missing a beat. He didn't give her the same privilege of recovering as he gave himself. Without his cock in her mouth, Leah's mind took notice again the pain her body was going through. Her crying returned as a result of a mixture of pain and humiliation.

"That should hold me over for a little bit. But we're STILL not done yet. I feel loads better, but you still need to be punished just a little bit more."

CO2Deviant retrieved a cane from his items set. It was long and very sturdy, made from a rubber material that is meant to leave an agonizing feeling to whatever it touches without leaving any evidence behind.

"I still need to fuck you. It'll help me forgive you for everything you've ever done to me. That we really don't need to be intimidated by bitches like you. But right now, thanks to your incredible blowjob, I'm spent. The next part will help me get hard again. You see this?"

Leah could only still look forward which he took position to show her the cane. It was becoming more difficult to see because of the amount of tears she was producing. But with him being really close to her, she could tell what he was holding.

"I'm going to hit you with this all over your body. Check this out."

What Leah heard next frightened her. They were sharp, threatening sounds of the cane as CO2Deviant waved it rapidly in the air. He swung it around some more before striking the ground hard with it. The sound of the cane hitting the concrete echoed throughout the room.

"I know it's a bit cruel to hurt you some more while you are already feeling like shit right about now. But you deserve this. The punishment must fit the injustice you committed. Hold this for me real quick."

Although feelings to her hands were virtually gone at this point, Leah could feel something was being pressed on the palm of her left hand. Immediately she grabbed a hold of it. It was the cane he was just using.

"Thanks, babe. If you drop it, I'm going to hit you twice as long. So think about that while I take your gag off."

He unhooked the strap from the gag behind Leah's head before carefully pulling the ring out of her mouth. Due to having her mouth stay in the position for a long time, she couldn't close her mouth right away. Moving her jaw slightly than it was before caused aches from both sides. She had to move her mouth very slowly to get used to it again.

"Now that I've used your mouth how I wanted to, I wanna hear you better."

Leah groaned as she the aches intensified.

"So how many times should I hit you?" he genuinely asked Leah.

Feeling that she could move her jaws without any pain Leah spoke for the first time tonight.


It was very faint, but CO2Deviant heard what she said. Without any warning, he whipped her ass with enough force to let Leah know the power the cane held. Even with all the torture devices on her, all of her focus was on that one hit. The hit was so hard and so painful, even her soul felt the blow from it. Her scream reached every corner of the room they were in. Alpha and Kenny were both watching the show from the surveillance room and they could hear the scream all the way from there. It was a shocking, yet pleasant surprise the set of lungs their young captive had.

CO2Deviant waited for her to stop screaming before he spoke again.

"That's not an answer. If you give me anything else, I'm going to hit you again. And it won't count as part of the whipping."

Leah's sobbing grew as she realized she was trapped. There was no way out of this. Not on her own accord anyway. If she wanted to get out of this situation, it was going to have to be in the hands of her torturers. It's a thought that keeps eluding her. The quicker she played their disturbing games, the faster this will all be over with.

"Now, give me a number or I'll hit you some more before I pick a number for you."

Leah didn't stop her crying. As hard it was for her she weakly said the first number that came to mind.


"'20'?! Are you serious?" CO2Deviant sighed. "Well, I guess I did ask you to give me a number. So, 20 it is. I just have to adjust a few things first."

CO2Deviant walked off yet again to get another item from his toys. It was another bottle of lube. Not the same as before. It held a different purpose. He unscrewed the top and dipped his hand in. He didn't need any gloves for this one since it wouldn't hurt him. Not like the other lube which is still probably stinging away in Leah's ass. He was right. Leah couldn't ignore the sensation from her ass. The burning feeling never died down and it was driving her crazy, every time she remembered it.

He applied the lube all over her body. Mostly her backside which he took the liberty to explain why.

"I'm not gonna rub this on your front since I won't be able to hit you there as much. But your back, arms, and legs are fair game."

Terrified, Leah thought it was the same lube that was causing the burning sensation in her asshole. It prompted her to start wailing as she felt the cold material being rubbed around her body as CO2Deviant continued his sexual assault. It didn't relieve her when she realized it wasn't doing the same thing it was doing to her ass. Nothing this guy did gave her a sense of relief.

"Another special concoction thanks to our hosts. It quickly dries as soon as it's applied to the skin. It's meant to ensure not to leave any permanent marks on your body when struck by something fierce. Case and point the cane. And second, this is my favorite thing about this lube, it heightens your sensitivity to touch. If you thought that hit was bad, you're in for a very rude awakening."

CO2Deviant applied the lotion on Leah's legs. He was going to wait until he put some on her pussy lips since that medieval device was still in her.

"In fact, I know without a doubt, you are going to pass out after the first hit. But not to worry, I got that covered."

CO2Deviant came into Leah's view as he quickly shoved up something up her nostrils. Leah was taken aback by this and tried to expel whatever it was he put up there. But that only caused more pain on her scalp and ass as she shook her head. Whatever it was, it pinched her septum tightly, making sure it held on securely. After taking several inhales, Leah felt energetic. Her heart was pumping faster and every feeling on her body doubled. It was as if someone had literally turned the pain volume to eleven. Leah screamed as her pain increased.

"What I put up your nose is a smelling agent that's meant to keep you alert and aware of a period amount of time. It won't last forever. Just long enough to make sure you experience every hit with my cane."

Leah noticed her vision even improved because of this drug she was inhaling. It dilated her pupils and even sharpened her other senses. She could clearly hear what CO2Deviant was saying.

"Before I start again on your punishment, I need you to do one thing for me. Well, actually I need you to say something for me."

Leah was too afraid to talk. Her body was about to break and now her senses were going wild. She didn't know if she had the strength to persevere.

"Every time I hit you, I need you to say: 'Thank you, CO2Deviant.' Do you think you can do that for me?"

Leah still didn't say a word. She might have heard what he said, but her mind was racing a mile a second. Without another warning, CO2Deviant struck her right calf with the cane.

The pain could be best described as if her leg was sliced off cleanly with a sharp sword. Leah's scream was ear-piercing. Even CO2Deviant had to cover one of his ears to block the deafening sound. He checked to make sure her leg was alright. The lube did its job. Not a mark on her.


With all her will and power, she fought through the pain, humiliation, and crying, she managed to answer him.


"Good. We can get started then."

He curiously rubbed the spot he hit her on. She reacted by whimpering from his touch. It was still tender. He may have only lightly touched her, but it felt like he was pouring salt on an open wound. After seeing her reaction he was quite impressed.

"That's actually pretty cool. There is still one more thing I need to do before I begin. It's my cherry on top."

CO2Deviant reached the base of the torture dildo that was sticking out of Leah's pussy. He turned the knob 45 degrees clockwise before the dildo turned into a vibrator. Leah had been focusing so hard not to move her hips so much to avoid the tiny needles poking hard on her vaginal walls. Even then it wasn't enough to alleviate the pain. With the device now vibrating, that option was futile. The tiny needles dug deeper into her wall still not breaking through. But it viciously poked her repeatedly and hard enough to the point where it was about to tear into her most sensitive area. By this point, Leah came to the realization that pain had no limit.

Her screaming returned trying to think of anything to take her mind off the pain but it was no use. Her cries became silent cries as she endured her torturing. With the pain in her pussy doubling, she also had her mind on her burning ass, aching shoulders and neck, and the whipping to come. Leah forgot about the clamps on her nipples as the pain finally went numb. But as if CO2Deviant was reading her mind, he took a minute to take off the clamps along with the weights, which brought memorable pain as blood rushed back to her nipples. CO2Deviant applied more of that sensitive lotion to her nipples, only to put back the death-grip clamps with heavier weights this time around. Now Leah was ready.

"There! That's it! You're ready for your punishment to end."

Leah thought if she truly deserved to be punished, it was already met awhile back. This was just living out some psychopath's sick fantasy. It didn't matter though. There was no stopping any of them. They could do whatever they wanted to her. Their message was finally received loud and clear.

"I hope you're ready for this, Shotguneagle ... One."

CO2Deviant's first hit went on Leah's right foot. If anyone was curious what it felt like to have a body part hacked off, they should try being whipped with a cane while wearing this special lotion. Leah's screams were all the same. For every pain inflicted from the cane, she let out a gut-wrenching scream. Her mind and body would not let her pass out thanks to the substance she was inhaling. She remained conscious throughout the 20 lashes. CO2Deviant would take short pauses between hits, to move to a better position to hit her on another part of her body.


Her screams did the trick to bring life back to his flaccid member. He could feel it stirring after every hit. He tortured and raped a lot of beautiful women down here thanks to Alpha, but what made this experience much better was the fact that he was extracting vengeance from someone that did him wrong. He never did anything like it before. It was a new feeling he was quickly learning to appreciate.

"Feel like telling me something, Shotguneagle?" he waited to ask until her crying died down. Leah didn't say anything as her mind was still preoccupied with the pain from her foot. "If you don't feel like telling me anything, I'll just have to hit you again with-"


The threat of the cane reminded Leah what CO2Deviant wanted from her.

"You're welcome, whore."

CO2Deviant resumed his whipping. He gave her enough time between hits to thank him for hitting her. He made sure to cover her body as much as possible with only 20 lashes. He applied four lashes on each her legs, arms, and back. He never had to repeat a hit since Leah was able to thank CO2Deviant every time. It excited him greatly to hear the great S.S.Shotguneagle thank him for hitting her. Unconsciousness was not able to come and rescue her thanks to the smelling stimulant up her nose. Instead, she had to go through what felt like her body being hacked off with a machete. It was both a terrifying and agonizing feeling.

By the time the 20th hit came, Leah lost her voice completely. She was going to need plenty of rest to recover before continuing with future sick games. Since Leah wasn't able to pass out, she was becoming a little delirious. The room was slightly spinning around her. She was becoming sick in more ways than one.

CO2Deviant could see he was pitching a tent as he looked down to his drawers. Perfect, he thought. The last act of her punishment can begin.

He went to a different part of the room to fetch a few things. He placed a camcorder on a tripod slightly to the left side facing her in front. He made sure the camera was at a good angle before turning it on. After setting that up, he went behind her to set up some more cameras from different angles. Finally, he rolled a small flat-screen tv on a cart right in front of Leah. It was close enough so that she could see what would be on the screen but not blocking the camera that was in front of her. Leah could see the erection he sported as he was doing whatever the hell he was doing. She knew that it was going to happen. She was going to be another statistic. She was about to be raped. And in the most unusual way no less.

CO2Deviant disappeared behind her, where he once again undressed to become completely naked just like his prized possession in front of him.

"We're almost done, Leah. You almost made up everything you've done to me. After this, I will forgive you. Hell, maybe afterward we can be friends?" CO2Deviant laughed at his own words.

Leah didn't understand what she did that was so horrible that warranted this "punishment" from a loser with insecurity issues? He was just another asshole who thinks he's better than everyone else but never says or do anything in person. His videos were a testament to that. He never shows his face or reveals himself in public. Probably because he's afraid of being rejected or judged. He was just like any other degenerate when given too much power without any consequences, they feel high and mighty as they do whatever they want to anyone.

He turned on the television in front of Leah. To her horror, Leah could see live footage of herself bounded in that horrible position, but in a different angle. From where view was, it looked like the camera was from the corner ceiling behind her. She could also see him standing right behind her in her vulnerable state. Ten seconds went by when the screen changed to the same footage only from a different angle. This was right behind CO2Deviant. She had a clear view of his unimpressive ass. It was blocking her tortured pussy and asshole, but you could see her widely spread legs. The next scene was a view that came directly from above them. She could see the rope holding on to her hair and asshole. Her ass was in perfect view from this position as well as her legs. She could see CO2Deviant walking up to her ass with his hard cock sticking out proudly. He fondled her ass once again. To her disgust, his hands rubbing her whipped ass was soothing. It may also have to do with the fact that the lotion he put on her increased her sensitivity as well. She hated the idea of it, but her body couldn't help but feel good. Much to her chagrin, it was a welcoming feeling compared to the pain.

"I want your first rape to be memorable. I set up these cameras so you can also see yourself taking part in a sex you don't consent to. I want to make sure that when you have nightmares about this day, you won't have to imagine what it looked like. This will help you remember perfectly of this day."

Leah opened her eyes when he said that last part. The last view she could see was from the camera that was in front of her. On it, she could clearly see her face. The view also showed CO2Deviant behind her as he was getting ready to enter her.

The whole thing was unreal. What rape victim wanted to see herself getting raped? They wanted to be anywhere else but there. Their only way to escape was in their mind as they closed their eyes and imagined somewhere far away. Away from the hell they were in.

It was all too much for Leah. She closed her eyes and wept as she dreaded the thought of having to witness the terrible crime she was being forced to watch that showed her different angles of her first rape. CO2Deviant was prepared for this.

"If you close your eyes at all during your first rape, you'll regret it. I won't staple your eyelids open, but I can think of ways to make them stay open. I don't want you to miss any of this. I hope you're ready. Cuz I am. And I've been waiting for a long time to live out my fantasy. You better do your best to satisfy me."

How the hell can I do that, Leah thought? He's insane. Before CO2Deviant could begin, he had to take off the torturous vibrator still planted inside her pussy. CO2Deviant rotated the knob counter-clockwise to turn off the vibration from the torture dildo, followed by detracting the tiny pins on it as well. Leah was relieved, yet she felt empty inside when he took it out. For a moment, she thought she was releasing out her bladder contents but realized it was copious amount of her juices spilling out.

"Damn, girl. You are one hot bitch. Perfect time as any"

He tossed the dildo away getting ready for the last phase of their session. CO2Deviant debated whether to use that sensitive lotion on his cock to make the experience feel better, but he didn't want to risk Leah feeling good from it too. Although that would be humiliating for her too, he wanted her first time to hate it. To loathe it. To feel pain from it. It's a must for her punishment.

He wanted to savor every moment. His cockhead was inches away from her tender opening. He placed both hands each side of her hips. This was it. This was the moment he was waiting for. After all this time. He, besides Alpha and his friends, would be the only one to ever know he was the first to rape S.S.Shotguneagle. It was more than okay for him.

Aiming his cock just right, he slowly entered his way inside the beautiful, strong, bound, tortured Leah. It was a good thing he already came earlier in her mouth. It's what probably helped him not cum right away as he felt the warmth of her insides coating his dick.

Leah saw everything. The ten-second intervals from the screen showed perfectly CO2Deviant going inside her. It was disturbing on so many levels. The horrifying moment was when she could see his face and hers as he entered her. She saw nothing but bliss on his face while Leah could see she was horrified and in pain. It looked very unnatural.

CO2Deviant continued pushing his way in until his balls came into contact with her clit. Indeed, the torture device she had in her pussy made it very warm and comfortable for him. He thought all of his blood went straight to his hardon. If his cock had gotten any harder, it would turn into steel. He left it buried there, still savoring the moment. Everything he saw in front of him was beyond his wildest dreams. Leah had an amazing body, so to look at her impressive backside was an added bonus to his eyes.

Leah could see all of his penis was inside her. Another man, besides her boyfriend, was inside her. She cried in misery and in defeat.

After enough time had passed, he slowly fucked Leah. Everything was perfect for him. He was killing two birds with one stone. While CO2Deviant was raping another beautiful young woman, he was getting revenge on a popular gamer/blogger who had humiliated him multiple times. CO2Deviant made sure he did everything he needed to make Leah feel like shit in every way possible and making himself feel like on top again. The power he had over this girl was unbelievable. There was a time he thought she was beautiful, smart, and intimidating. Now she was just another pathetic slut forced to do any despicable act for the amusement of serial rapists.

CO2Deviant picked up his speed. Thinking about it all was driving him crazy. He was actually here! Raping SSShotguneagle! Although he did more than enough to torment the poor girl both physically and mentally, he wanted to prolong it.

"Oh my god, baby, you feel fucking amazing. This is the best sex I've ever had ... I'm not your boyfriend, 'Todd.' I'm your rapist, 'CO2Deviant, ' with a grudge for the rest of your life. Remember that, bitch."

It was like pouring acid in her ears. Hearing him say her boyfriend's name caused Leah to cry harder. This only turned CO2Deviant on even more.

His pumps became faster. He was close. This was something he was going to remember for the rest of his life. He hoped this would be the most memorable for Leah during her time as a sex slave, but CO2Deviant was aware of Alpha's and his friends' plans for her. It was pure genius. If it works, it was going to put Leah in a whole new level of humiliation. Knowing the kind of person she is, CO2Deviant assumed she would rather be tortured and raped by him than what's in store for her.

Thinking about her future dilemma did the trick sending CO2Deviant over the edge. He may have already come earlier, but he was able to produce vast amount of cum. It was another intense orgasm for him. His knees were buckling from the sensation. He let out a loud cry of satisfaction as he used Leah's pussy to milk his still hard cock.

Leah saw it all. She saw the look CO2Deviant gave as he was reaching climax. He saw the look he got right before he released his man seed into her. She saw the satisfaction he was feeling as he slowed his rhythm, still disregarding the pain she was still under. What was worse was how she looked miserable as her rapist used her for his own sexual gratification.

As CO2Deviant was slowing down with every second, he looked down on his victim with satisfaction. He hated everything about her. Even as he fucked her, he was jealous of her. They might've been popular in the gaming world (her more than him), but had better qualities than he had. She had everything people sought after in another human being. He hated the fact that she lived a better life than him. This helped him out a lot though. He felt better about himself. If he could overpower a cunt like S.S.Shotguneagle, nothing was impossible.

Leah never stopped crying. In the beginning, when she was first kidnapped, her whole world was turned upside down. After experiencing her first extremely twisted rape, her whole world was now obliterated. What could she possibly go through next that would be worse than what she just went through with CO2Deviant? She didn't even know his real name. Not that it mattered to her.

It took a few more strokes to finally ease the sensation from his spent cock. After feeling satisfied, he exited her hole. He walked over to grab a cloth to wipe himself clean. CO2Deviant would've preferred to use his slave's mouth to clean him up but he didn't trust her quite yet. For good reason, obviously. After what she just been through, he thought Leah wouldn't hesitate to bite his dick off given the chance.

"That was fun. Was it great for you as it was for me?"

Leah only sobbed.

"Well, that's okay. We're even now. No more punishment."

CO2Deviant proceeded to put his clothes back on. Leah noticed this and was relieved. She thought the ordeal was over and she could finally relax after this unforgettable moment. Unfortunately, that wouldn't be the case for her.

"Now that we got your punishment over with, we can get the real fun started. From here on out, it'll be nothing but pleasure. I'll give you an hour to recover before we begin again. I really hope you're not tired, cuz we're in for a long night."

After CO2Deviant was fully dressed, he exited Leah's cellar to rejoin his uncle and Kenny. CO2Deviant felt proud as he walked away. Listening to Leah scream and cry louder gave him a sense of pride he only felt whenever he visited this place. Today was extra special as his pride came from someone he hated the most and had the pleasure of torturing and raping. Today, was definitely a good day for CO2Deviant

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