Trapped at a Sex Party
Copyright© 2025 by ghostwritten
Chapter 5
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 5 - It was supposed to be a simple first assignment, infiltrate a party of the young and powerful to find enough gossip to help revitalize a struggling newspaper. Inexperienced reporter Beth finds more than she bargained for and finds herself embroiled in a story beyond the gossip pages. Will she try to escape or will she do whatever it takes to break the story of a lifetime?
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Coercion NonConsensual Reluctant Incest Brother Sister Humiliation Light Bond Gang Bang Anal Sex Cream Pie Oral Sex Petting
“What’s the matter, cat’s got your tongue? Here, let me get that for you,” Mindy bent down and loosened Beth’s gag before she slapped Beth across the face just for fun.
“Please, Mindy, a joke’s a joke but you have to untie me,” Beth begged, her ass still hurt from the fucking it got.
“I don’t think so. You see, Clark’s here on my good word. We have a little business arrangement. He finds new girls to play with, and I get rid of the trash after we’re done with them. See little Natasha here, we’ve had her for the past couple of days, and she’s pretty worn out.” Mindy laughed as she slapped the bound girl on the ass, which caused her to flinch.
“LEAVE HER ALONE!” Beth yelled.
“My, My little hero. You don’t even know her. You can’t save this one like you did that other girl. You cost me a lot of money from that, by the way.”
“What are you talking about?” Beth asked, knowing she still wore the microphone locket.
Clark jumped in, “We had a buyer for that little slut once I was done with her. She was an innocent little thing, thought we’d fallen in love like a movie.”
“You’re selling girls?” Beth was actually shocked by this revelation. “How could you do that? You run a charity to stop human trafficking!”
“Turns out, it’s pretty easy to get contacts in that world when you are fighting against it. Funny thing is, I use some of the money from sales to fund that charity. It’s a perpetual self-funding cycle, which now, you’ll get to experience as Winnie’s replacement.” Mindy smiled a toothy smile. It made Beth want to turn those pearly whites into chicklets on the floor.
“You won’t get away with this. Greg knows where I am, and he’ll get help,” Beth yelled. She knew the sound wouldn’t travel through the walls, but it made her feel better to do it.
Mindy’s grin got wider. “Ooooo, I’m afraid Greggy’s got a little tired. I put him to bed in my room. Seems he can’t quite handle the drugs like he used to. Those relapses can be ... deadly!”
Beth stopped struggling, tears began to well in her eyes, “Why? Why are you doing all of this? Don’t you have enough money?”
Mindy’s fake smile faded, “Do you have ANY idea what that fucking asshole DID to me? People fell for his dreamy body and charming personality, I know I did when I was young. That asshole got wasted and fucked me when I was fourteen years old. I don’t care what he was on, he took my childhood from me. You know what the worst part was? I hoped he’d come back and be my boyfriend after that. Can you believe that? I thought I did something wrong when he didn’t call me. Now I see all these little sluts, you, her, throwing themselves at guys just like him. You want it, I’ll give it to you all day long and make a profit off of it.”
Beth listened to Mindy’s ravings and knew there was no reasoning with her. Mindy’s rage and anger had driven her mad and focused her pain on other women. Beth frantically looked around for something, anything to help her out of this situation. There wasn’t much in the room other than a bed, a table with some sex toys, a mirror, and something in the back of the room that was covered by a black sheet.
She tried to scramble to her feet and rushed at Mindy attempting to knock her down. Clark grabbed her before she could make contact and shoved her hard backwards. Beth stumbled and fell, crashing into the mirror and breaking it into pieces. Beth looked at her shoulder where she’d made contact and blood poured down her arm. The cut was deep. It was in no way fatal, but it sure hurt a lot.
“Stupid fucking bitch!” Mindy laughed, when she saw Beth’s arm. “That’s going to knock some value off you, but not too much. Clark, fix her up so she doesn’t pass out and then we’ll put her and the other slut in the chairs.”
Clark dutifully did as he was told and used one of the bedsheets as a bandage to reduce Beth’s bleeding. Beth didn’t fight back at first, since she didn’t really want to bleed everywhere. She knew she’d need all the strength she had if she wanted to escape from this nightmare. She looked down at the other girl’s face; her eyes were filled with paralyzed fear. Part of Beth wanted to know what they’d done to her since she’d been taken. The womanly part of her though, didn’t want to know all the horrors she’d likely experienced from these two.
Her arm now crudely bandaged, Beth watched as Clark pulled a large metal contraption from underneath the black sheet from the end of the room. It looked like a pair of chairs, but it didn’t seem like you could sit up correctly in them. She watched as Natasha was carried over and placed inside of the contraption. Her legs forced open, and her ass pushed out by the shape of the chair. As the girl was locked into place, her ass and pussy on display through a hole in the other side, Beth knew it was for sex.
Beth struggled this time, attempting to kick Clark with her free legs but it wasn’t any good. He overpowered her fairly easily since her hands were still bound behind her back. She glared angrily at the smirking Mindy as she was forced into the exposed and uncomfortable position. She felt her ass and pussy hanging out the other side, ready for whomever these two degenerate assholes allowed in.
“You’ll be ok, Natasha. I promise,” Beth said, trying to reassure her fellow prisoner.
Mindy laughed loudly, “You really think that? I’m going to let whoever wants a piece to fuck both of you till you pass out. Then, I have a buyer waiting to collect whatever’s left and send you to a whorehouse in the Middle East.”
“People will notice I’m gone and look for me. They know where I am!” Beth yelled angrily, which only made the two of them laugh harder.
“Oh please, Annabeth. If anyone knew you were here, they’d have saved you a while ago. I don’t think anyone’s going to miss you ... at ... all.” Mindy booped Beth on the nose as she finished. Just to add insult to injury. She then noticed the locket Beth still wore around her neck. She reached for it and Beth tried to bite her hand to no avail.
“That’s mine!” Beth yelled, maybe there could be something good to come out of this if she convinced Mindy to take it while she talked to the buyer.
“Interesting little trinket, I might as well take it. You won’t need it where you’re going.” Mindy snapped the chain with a firm yank. It hurt Beth’s neck slightly, but she was secretly happy that it worked.
“I’ll get you for this Mindy!” Beth barked before Clark put the gag back in her mouth.
“The funniest part is,” Mindy said, “I think we could have been friends. Too bad you had to play the hero. Now you find out what that gets you.”
A black sheet was pulled over the two girls and left them completely in the dark. They heard the sound of the metal door open and close. The slight sound of whimpering could be heard from the girl next to Beth, as Beth struggled with her bound hands. They were still tied by the rope Clark originally used, what no one had noticed was the small shard of mirror in Beth’s hand.
It had cut her palm up pretty good to hide it, but it was worth it as she started to slowly saw at her bindings. It wasn’t fast enough, as the door squeaked open once again. This time though, there was a murmur of voices that got steadily closer. She closed her eyes and waited, as a pair of hands reached out and touched her exposed genitalia. She tried to scream, to cry out, but it didn’t matter, as the first of what would be many cocks entered her.
She tried to focus on her hands and the small sharp shard between her fingers as the first cock pounded into her defenseless pussy. It wasn’t a big cock or even very thick like Greg’s; it was just average. Beth wondered what these men were told about the women they were using. Were they told they were volunteers for some sadistic submissive gratification? It was a great cover, everyone here had already had normal sex, and those people likely would have left already. The ones that remained would be the more hardcore and dedicated perverts who would enjoy something like this.
Beth bit down on the gag as she tried her best not to enjoy the feeling of being so thoroughly used like this. This was the most fucked up thing she could ever think of: a humiliating and horrifying loss of her consent. But still, a small part of her enjoyed the feeling of the mysterious cock inside of her. She focused all she could on her bindings, but the pleasure came all the same. As the first cock filled her pussy with cum and was swiftly replaced by another, Beth came, despite her best efforts not to.
Working furiously, Beth carefully continued slowly sawing the rope with the small shard of mirror. It was becoming more difficult to hold steady, and she almost dropped it once, as another load was left inside of her naked womb. It was the third in a short time, and she could feel the remnants leak from her abused vagina. And yet, another penis quickly took its place and carried on pounding into her helpless body. She wondered if there was a line of guys just waiting for their turn at fucking the unknown pussies presented to them. That thought drove Beth to another orgasm, as her wrist bindings finally started to loosen. With a final jerk, her hands were free, and she quickly pulled at the straps holding her feet in place. She was just a few seconds too late as a fifth man came inside of her, just before she pulled her legs free and climbed out from the chair.
A grumbling groan was heard on the other side of the curtain as disappointed men rushed to the other available pussy, but it wouldn’t last for long. It was difficult to stand or walk, as her abused body leaked male essence at her feet, Beth quickly attempted to untie Natasha. She pulled the cover up and worked the knot at her hands as she saw tears stream down the girl’s face. It took a minute to work the knot, but soon she was also free. Beth removed the gag from the girl’s mouth and her own.
“Are you ok, can you walk?” Beth asked, as she helped guide the girl to the bed.
“I ... I think so. We need to get out of here!” the girl cried, as cum and a little blood dripped down her legs.
“We will, I told you you’ll be ok, and I always do what I say. But first, I need to save Greg.”