Chapter 7

I was sitting at the kitchen table with my laptop, watching the monitor of the camera I had installed in my dungeon. I had left the girls there often enough that I wanted to have some surveillance, just to make sure they were behaving themselves. I had sprung for the audio package as well and listened in as Ashley and Erica discussed their plight.

“No mom, please. Please don’t try to escape, you can’t do it.” Erica pleaded from her cage. “We are in the middle of nowhere, he has dogs, and he is too smart. Besides, the chief of police is in on it, he has Julie.”

“It’s alright baby, it will be alright. I will take care of you, I will get you out of here I promise.” Ashley replied, not even hearing what her daughter was telling her. I watched as she futilely struggled against the strap that held her in place, tugging at the cuffs on her wrists and ankles. “Does he ever let us outside, could we make a run for the lake?” She asked. “Does he have a boat down there? If we knocked him down we could get the boat and make it to the park.”

“Stop Mom, just stop.” Erica said in an exasperated tone. “You will just make it worse and we will all get hurt again.” She paused, and then continued. “It’s actually not that bad here, not compared to what Tammy and Julie are dealing with. Master cares for us and protects us from the others.”

Ashley stopped and stared at where Erica was curled up in her cage. “Oh baby, oh my poor baby.” She said in a patronizing tone. “You have, have, what is it? Oh, you have Stalker Syndrome. It’s alright, once I get us out of here we can get you help.”

Erica sighed, and I am sure she rolled her eyes. “It’s called Stockholm syndrome mom, and it’s not real. It was something invented by a guy in the 70’s to try to explain why a woman would prefer to be with a criminal who treats her well, instead of assholes who think she needs to be rescued.”

“I’m sorry honey, I’m so sorry.” Ashley continued. “When I found out what your father had done to you I left him, then when I saw what Monica’s father was doing we got him arrested. Don’t worry; I will get you out of this too.”

“Fuck Mom, listen to me. For once just listen.” Erica shouted, gripping the bars of her cage and pulling herself as upright as she could in the small space. “You didn’t leave Dad when he put you in the hospital, or all the times I told you that he hurt me. It wasn’t until Ms. Carson told you that she was going to call Children’s Aid that you did anything. And Monica’s dad, it was Coach Phillips who called the cops not you.”

Erica continued, I could see the cage shaking as she yelled at her mother. “You were always asking about my boyfriends, what they did or when they could come over for dinner. You didn’t give a crap how they were treating me, just whether I was dating the captain of the basketball team or football quarterback.”

“I just wanted you to be happy Erica, I just wanted you to have someone who cared for you.” Ashley replied in a lecturing mother tone. This would be comical if they weren’t naked and bound in a dungeon.

Erica sat back in her cage and crossed her arms. “Well, now I do and all you want to do is to take me away from him.”

Ashley screamed “The man raped you!!”

“You can’t rape the willing mom!” Erica shouted in reply.

“NO, no no no no” Ashley gasped, shaking her head. “You don’t mean that, he has gotten to you and made you say that.” She looked up at the camera.

“I’ll kill you for what you did to her you animal!” she shouted.

She turned back to Erica “You don’t know what he did to me, what he made poor Monica do.” She pleaded.

“Let me guess, she ate your pussy right?” Erica replied in a condescending tone. “She ate mine too, right after I ate hers, and it was incredible.”

Ashely gasped “How could you, she’s your sister!”

“No mom, she’s my step-sister and I have wanted her for years. Master saw that and finally gave me a chance to do something about it, because he gives a shit about me. He cares about me, not just what others think about me.”

“It’s obscene is what it is. How can you defend him after what he made you do?” Ashley called out in an accusatory tone.

“He didn’t make me do anything Mom. He paid attention to me, and saw what you have been ignoring for years. He didn’t shame me into denying what I felt, and he helped me to face it.”

“No, no, this isn’t you. This is what he has turned you into; he has twisted your mind. I promise, I swear to God I will get you out of here.” Ashley replied, and then started struggling again. The situation devolved into Ashley coming up with more and more unrealistic escape plans, and Erica trying to talk her out of them. I turned down the volume, distracted by the moaning I heard on the other side of the table.

Tammy and Monica were bent over two of my kitchen stools, their wrists and ankles cuffed to the legs and gags filled their mouths. I had given Monica her favorite panel cock gag, but Tammy had the mouth filling ball gag that Doc had sent her over with. Other than that, they were naked and each had a vibrator filling up their tight teen pussies. They had been there for almost half an hour as I puttered around the house and watched Erica and Ashely in the dungeon. Now, it was time for some fun.

I released them from the stools, hooking their wrists together and pushing them to their knees. I picked up the long double headed dildo that was sitting on the table and waved it in front of their faces. Their eyes widened in alarm as they realized what I was going to do to them.

“This’ll fill you up.” I pushed the long dildo deep into Monica’s body, she moaned as the thick shaft started easing into her, she bent forward, groaning as the huge dildo went deeper and deeper. I could see her pussy convulse as the massive rubber pole spread her wide and sunk into her snatch.

“That’s it baby.” I ran my hand over Monica’s ass, her body was twitching as she started moaning in discomfort.

“Get your ass over here bitch.” I snapped my fingers at Tammy, there was a little hint of fear in her eyes. “Wrap your pussy around the other end of that dildo cunt.” Tammy looked at me with shock as I pointed to the long rubber shaft that jutted from Monica’s sex.

“Get your useless hole around that dildo, now!” Tammy looked pleadingly at me, but then put her hand between her legs and spread her labia. She slowly eased the head of the large dildo inside her pussy, until she was ass to ass with Monica and the long pole was buried inside her sex.

“That’s beautiful.” I stood back and admired the image, Monica and Tammy were connected together ass to ass. I could see both of them shifting uncomfortably as the long dildo filled them, it was gorgeous.

I dropped to my knees and started running my hands over their bodies, I loved their smooth, young skin, and the way they jerked under my touch. I grabbed for a pair of leather straps I had prepared and I wrapped the first one around their thighs and snugged the leather tight. Buckling it place the two were bound together, the dildo deep within each of their bodies. I wound the second strap around their calves, binding their legs to each other but so they could still crawl as long as they co-operated. I stood back and watched as the girls squirmed in the uncomfortable, lewd, position.

“Isn’t that sweet.” Monica and Tammy looked back at one another over their shoulders.

“How does that feel? Is the dildo big enough for you?” I bent down and grabbed Tammy by the hair, I twisted her head up to look at me.” “Can you feel Monica’s pussy juices dripping into your snatch you little slut?” Tammy just groaned into her gag and looked away in shame.

“Come on slut, squeeze that pussy, drive your hips back so Monica can feel that dildo sliding in her cunt.” I let go of Tammy’s hair and got to my feet.

“I guess it’s time to put you sluts to work, I want this floor spotless.” I went and grabbed two buckets of soapy water from the laundry room and set them in front of the girls, I handed them each a bristled brush. “You two are going to clean this floor, it’s disgusting.” Tammy was panting, her face was red with but Monica’s nipples were already hard and she had a needy expression in her eyes.

“I want this to look perfect, otherwise I’ll make you start again, and then I’ll stand over you with a crop to make sure it’s done right!” I reached under Tammy’s body and pinched her nipple. “Maybe next time I’ll add clips to your tits, then you’ll really be connected.” Tammy was whimpering as Monica ground her hips against her ass, working the dildo in her pussy.

“That’s it slut.” Monica couldn’t help it, I could see the utter humiliation on her face as she looked up at me, but she couldn’t help but fuck the object in her pussy. “Get to work!”

Tammy stared back at me, I think hoping I was joking about cleaning the floor but Monica was moaning, her hips were moving against her friend’s pussy trying to work the long shaft deeper in her snatch.

“I said get to work!” Monica turned her head to me and I could see the desperate need in her eyes. She reluctantly picked up the brush and started scrubbing away at the floor, Tammy was still whimpering as she started to clean.

I sat down in my chair, coffee in hand, and watched as the girls scrubbed away at the floor. I loved the way they squealed when the one moved while the other wasn’t ready. After about half an hour the girls were sweaty, their breasts were hanging, nipples rubbing against the floor as they cleaned, it made such an erotic sight. I loved the way their hair was stringy with cleaning water and perspiration.

“I am going to check on Erica and Ashley. You two keep cleaning and if you do a good enough job I may let your cum.” I said as the Human Centipede I had created shuffled moaning and grunting over the floor. I took one last look and headed down to the dungeon. Both of my prisoners looked up at me as I entered the room, Erica from her cage and Ashley struggling to turn on the bench she was fastened to.

“Hello ladies, I have been watching you. Have you had a nice chat?” I asked.

Ashley shook her head, gesturing to Erica to stay quiet. Neither of them knew that I had heard what they had said. “Please Sir, please let us go. I promise that nothing will happen?” Ashley pleaded in a soft, submissive voice.

“Sure” I replied, playing along. “And just how am I supposed to do that?”

“You could blindfold us, and drive us somewhere far away from here. We would not know who you are or where you live and I promise we would never say anything.” Ashley said hopefully.

“Right, or did you forget what happens to Monica when she get’s blindfolded?” I replied in an angry voice.

“What? What are you talking about? It will be fine, I promise?” Ashley continued as I leaned down to unbuckle her cuffs from the floor and fasten them together. I left her hands cuffed in front and saw that she noticed. I pretended to ignore the hopeful gleam that came into her eye.

She sagged over the bench, snuffling and whimpering. “Please, please let us go.” She pleaded, “Erica says that you are a good man, you don’t want to do this. If you let us go you can save yourself.”

I moved around behind the bench and unfastened her ankle cuffs from the hook. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Erica perk up, suspecting what her mom was up to. “Mom, don’t. Please don’t.” she whispered but Ashley shot her a glare and waved her to be quiet.

I stood and started to undo the leather belt that held her secure to the bench. As I slid the strap through the buckle I felt her tense. “You don’t get it, do you.” I said as the belt slid free. “My slaves want to be with me and...”

She flew up from the bench, her elbow swinging around at my face. I expected her to try this so I turned and took the blow on my shoulder. Still, it staggered me back and Ashley made a bolt for the door.

“Run Erica, get out of here!” she shouted as she took off, only to fall flat on her face. Stupid bitch forgot the hobble chain, but I hadn’t. I lunged after her as she tried to scramble back to her feet and kicked her hard in the ass. She sprawled forward, tumbling across the concrete floor and hitting the wall with a thud.

“Stupid cunt, where the fuck do you think you are going!” I shouted as I walked over to her and drove my foot into her stomach. She doubled up in pain, retching and gagging as she tried to fend me off with her cuffed hands. I grabbed her by the hair and she shrieked as I hauled her to her feet.

“Please, please Master. Don’t hurt her, please don’t hurt her!” Erica called from her cage as I dragged her mother across the dungeon. I dropped her with a thud at my feet, and then delivered a hard backhand slap across her face as she tried to rise again.

“You fucking slut, you stupid whore. You hit me, now I have to hit you.” I shouted as I hauled her up by her cuffs, fastening them to the cable that was suspended from the ceiling. I moved over to the winch on the wall and cranked her up until only her toes were touching the ground.

“Erica!” Ashley sobbed as I hauled her off the ground. “Why didn’t you run, why didn’t you help?”

“Because she’s in a fucking cage you dumb cunt!” I shouted at her as I picked up the leather strap from the wall rack and moved over to where she hung. She saw me walking towards her and desperately tried to move away.

“Please, please don’t. I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’ll never do it again!” she pled, then screamed as I whipped the thick leather across her tits.

“You are fucking right you won’t.” I said as I swung the strap again. Ashley swung back and forth as the heavy leather struck her naked flesh. I made a game of it, trying to time my strike to when she was at the apex of her swing and push her back the other direction. It wasn’t long until she was oscillating like a pendulum, screaming in the pain from her wrists and shoulders as well as when the strap hit her.

“You fucking stupid bitch.” I said as the strap struck her well rounded ass. “I gave you the opportunity of a lifetime, you could have been here with your kids and finally been happy in your pathetic life.” I pointed to where Erica cowered in her cage, sobbing in fear and frustration.

“Instead, you attack me and think that you can just run out of here. What were you going to do about them? Were you going to leave them with me while you ran naked through the woods?”

I reached out and grabbed Ashley by the throat, stopping her swing and turning her face to me. Tears ran down her cheeks and her face was red with exertion. She blubbered and gasped, trying to gain control of herself in a situation where she had no control at all.

“You think I am a monster?” I said in a quiet, deliberate tone. “Lady, I am a housecat compared to the monsters out there. Don’t worry though, I will show you real monsters.” Her eyes showed that I had scared her more than anything I had done to her yet.

I turned to where Erica cowered in her cage, moving to unlock the door. Erica looked up at me with wide scared eyes. “I am sorry Master, please, please don’t hurt me.” She begged.

I crouched down and extended a hand to her. “Don’t worry, I won’t punish you for your mothers mistakes anymore.” I looked over at where Ashley hung, slowly spinning. “I realize that she isn’t the kind of person who would think about that before she did anything. She does what she thinks is right, then others deal with the consequences.”

Erica crawled forward and hesitantly took my hand as I helped her out of the cage. “She is a good person Master. She really loves me, she just...”

I put my finger to her lips to shush her, then made a twirling motion indicating for her to turn around. She turned her back to me, and put her arms behind her for me to fasten her cuffs together. I took her by the shoulder and turned her back to face me.

“I will not punish you for what your Mother has done, but you will be punished for what you did.” I told her, and her eyes widened in fear and confusion.

“Master, what, what did I do?” she asked in a nervous tone.

“You knew what Ashley was going to do, that she was going to attack me, but you didn’t say anything.” I said.

“No Master, no I...” she stuttered before I cut her off.

“DON’T FUCKING LIE TO ME!” I shouted in her face and she cowered before me. “I saw the look she gave you, I heard you whisper to her. You knew and you did nothing. I have always told you the truth, have the respect to do the same.” I continued in a no nonsense voice.

Erica nodded, biting her lip and her eyes welling up with tears, her small body shaking in my hands. “Yes Master.” She said in a quiet voice. “I saw what she was going to do, and I hoped I could talk her out of it. There is no changing her mind once she has decided she is right about something.” She looked up at me.

“I should have warned you, maybe if I had she would have never tried and things would be better.” She said in a firm voice.

I nodded, and stroked her cheek. She tilted her head, pressing her flawless face against my hand. “That’s right, things would have worked out better.” Then I looked over at where Ashley hung. “Now, I have to punish both of you and I didn’t want to do that.”

Erica stood back, squaring her shoulders and raising her chin. “It’s alright Master, I understand.”

“Good.” I said, then moved over to the winch and lowered Ashley to the ground. She slumped to the floor, sobbing in pain and relief as the strain on her arms was eased. I unhooked her cuffs from the cable then fastened them behind her back. She whimpered as I pulled her arms back but a sharp slap to the back of her head shut her up. I fastened a leash to her collar, then called Erica over and put the leash in her hands.

“Take her upstairs to the bathroom. I will have Tammy and Monica come up to clean her up in a few minutes, then we will talk about your punishment.” I said and Erica nodded. She led Ashley out of the dungeon and I heard them move up the stairs. I spent a few minutes gathering up what I needed for what I had in mind and headed up myself.

I headed up the stairs and into the kitchen, where Tammy and Monica had made progress in cleaning the floor. In the time I had been downstairs they had cleaned over half of it, not bad considering the position I had left them in. Both of them looked exhausted from what must have been the multiple orgasms they gave each other and their efforts were now minimal at best as they could barely keep themselves upright. I reached down to stroke Monica’s cheek and she stared up at me with uncomprehending eyes as her mouth hung open in a low, constant moan. Her eyes focused on me as I stroked the lank, sweat damp hair out of her face.

“Mast ... Master, we are almost done.” She gasped, then groaned as Tammy shifted and the dildo moved deep inside her.

I crouched down and unfastened the straps that held the two girls together. I gently pushed on their sweat slick asses and they moaned in relief as they slid apart, the dildo appearing out of them like a long red snake. Both girls slumped to the floor, gasping for breath their cuffed hands stretched out beside them as their bodies twitched and shuddered.

I gave them a few moments to collect themselves, then reached down to pull them to their feet. They staggered, leaning on the counter for support as their orgasm weakened bodies tried to recover from the last hour. I took off their cuffs and they rubbed their wrists in the unfamiliar feeling of freedom.

“Erica has Ashley upstairs, I want both of you to clean her up then yourselves. No playing, I have things planned for her and I don’t want you ruining them.” I said and my slaves nodded then moved unsteadily up the stairs to the bathroom. I followed them and watched as they led Ashley into the large corner shower to clean her off. There was no show, just the efficient soaping and shampoo of three women who were too exhausted to even think of anything else.

I dropped the package I was carrying on the bench and went over to where Erica stood. I uncuffed her and pointed to the package. “Once the girls are done, you will help Ashley get ready.”

Soon, the three women emerged from the shower, still dripping water. I tossed them towels, no licking each other clean today. Ashley was covered in bruises from what I had put her through and I could see her wincing in pain as she tried to stand. I waved her over to where Erica waited. She was slow to move but responded quickly when she saw me pull the tazer out of my pocket.

I saw her eyes widen as she started to pull out the clothes that were inside but a quick press of the tazer’s arc button hurried her into action. Soon she was dressed in what I had picked out for her. A white blouse a good two sizes too small was stretched over her tits, a tweed mini skirt barely came down to her mid thigh where the nude stockings peeked out from underneath. Shiny black heels encased her feet and she looked like every slutty teacher or secretary I had ever imagined. Erica dried and brushed her hair then put the brush down and turned to me.

I gave her a pair of cuffs and told her to put them on her mother. Once they were around her wrists I motioned to her and she clipped them together behind Ashley’s back. The button on her shirt was barely keeping together as her impressive breasts strained against the fabric. I then handed Erica a ring gag and she shuddered as she forced it under her mother’s teeth, fastening it behind her head. The final accessory was a black leather hood which Erica slid over Ashley’s head, fastening it under her chin. The hood covered her eyes and head but left her ears and mouth exposed, just as I had planned. Finally, a thick black leather collar went around her neck with a dog leash attached to the ring in the front and Ashley was ready for her day. I picked up the leash and led Ashley over to the wall where I hooked it onto a ring. “Wait here, I’ll be back.”

I snapped my fingers and Erica, Tammy and Monica fell in line behind me as we went up to the spare bedroom. I took Erica over to the bed and lay her down, fastening her cuffs to a ring mounted on the headboard then attached cuffs to her legs and securing those to the bedpost. She was now bound just as her step-sister had been the last time she was in this bedroom. She looked up at me with nervous eyes as I picked up a now familiar vibrator and slowly lubed it up.

“I said you will be punished for the mistake you made, but not like your Mother will be punished for hers. Instead, your punishment will be of denial instead of pain. You will not be permitted to orgasm for the next week, and if you do I will make sure that you regret it understood?”

Erica nodded reluctantly, then whimpered as I slid the vibrator into her pussy. I turned it on the lowest setting and stood back as I watched it start to take effect. My sexy slave squirmed on the bed as the slow vibration filled her tight eager pussy. I reached down to slide my hand over her flat, firm stomach and up to her perfect B-Cup tits. I squeezed them gently and she groaned in response, taking a deep breath and pushing them up into my hands. A sharp pinch of her nipples earned a squeak of pain as I stepped back.

“Enjoy yourself, but not too much.” And I turned away from where she lay in her pleasurable torture. I waved Tammy and Monica to the two cages in the corner and the girls crawled in, grateful for the rest. I secured the locks and left the room to the sound of moaning and soft buzzing.

I went back down to the other room where I saw Ashley tugging at her leash but she stopped when she heard me on the stairs. I grabbed the leash and led her out to the garage where I put her in the back of my SUV for the trip to my shop.

I owned an auto body and repair shop, but most of the day to day work was managed by my employees. They had been working hard to make up for my absence and since it was Friday afternoon, I thought it was time for Employee Appreciation Day. When I arrived I backed the truck up to the door and pulled Ashley out. She staggered unsteadily on the uneven pavement as I led her into the shop. Annie, my office manager looked up from her desk in surprise “What the Fuck?” she asked.

“Don’t worry, everything is fine here. I met this fine lady online in a chat room and decided to help her out with a fantasy she was having.” I said as I walked Ashley through the office into the shop. The guys had dropped what they were doing and turned to look at the door once they saw me come in. Their eyes widened when they saw Ashley following me on the leash.

“Alright boys, work is done for today but I hope you can help me with something. I met this lovely lady online and she confessed to me that she had always fantasized about being kidnapped and gang raped by a biker gang. Think you can do that for her?”

“Hell Yeah!” a shout went up. I could feel Ashley pulling against the leash when she heard how many voices were in the room.

“Well, I thought you could. What do you think darlin’, don’t they sound like the sex crazed mob you asked me for?”

I could see Ashley frantically shaking her head but I grabbed her arm as I pulled her close to me. “Now, now, no role play until we establish your willingness to participate in this little charade. Don’t want the boys here to get in trouble.”

I then squeezed her arm tight and whispered in her ear “Remember, I have your sweet little girls at home and if you don’t agree with everything I am saying I guarantee you will never see them again.” I felt her stiffen and start to sob when she heard that.

Louder, I said “So, do you agree that you asked me to arrange to fulfill a fantasy of yours. You wanted to pretend to be gang raped by a biker gang and I told you I had just the group of guys to help with this. You are participating in this of your own free will and these boys can do whatever they want short of killing or mutilating you, right?”

Ashley stayed frozen for a second, then slowly nodded her head.

“There you go boys, she’s all yours. One condition, the hood and gag stay on. If anyone can recognize her once this is over I owe her five grand.” I tossed the leash to the closest guy and walked back to the office. I looked back to see them leading her to the break room, some already fumbling at their pants.

As I entered the office, I saw Annie staring through the window with a rapt expression. She jumped when I shut the door and blushing moved back to her desk. “So she really asked you for this?” she said, looking past me into the open door of the break room where Ashley was already bent over the table.

One of my employees grabbed her by the back of her head and pulled her forward, shoving his cock through the ring gag that held her mouth open. Two others were doing Rock/Paper/Scissors to see who got to fuck her first and the winner raised his fists in triumph, then slid his hand between her legs driving his fingers into her twat. He hiked her mini skirt up around her waist and gave her a sharp slap on her ass as he worked his prick into her cunt.

“Yep, been chatting with her online for a couple of months now. Some women like vanilla sex, some like to be in charge, but you will find that a lot of them like it when the man takes control and makes them feel helpless. Nothing is more helpless than being tied and gagged for a gang bang.”

“But it’s so brutal, how can she be enjoying that?” Annie shuddered as she saw Ashley being spit roasted by two guys as the rest tore at her skirt and blouse.

“She told me that it’s not really about pleasure, more about the helplessness combined with the feeling of sexiness she gets knowing all of those men want her.”

I was pretending to read my paperwork but actually observing Annie’s reactions. She wasn’t even looking at me but instead focused on what was going on in the break room where the boys were roaring in pleasure and fun. I looked in to see Ashley on her back on the table, legs held high in the air by our tow truck driver, Bubba. He was pounding her pussy hard despite his huge belly hiding everything from her navel down. The other guys were cheering him on and high fiving each other over Ashley’s writhing body.

“You see her there, she told me that she was tired of one on one sex and threesomes. She wanted something extreme and this was a fantasy of hers. Sometimes people just need more than they can get from their husbands or boyfriends. How about you, ever tried anything kinky?” I asked.

Annie looked up at me, then again at the window. “No, most of the guys I dated just wanted to get inside my pants as quickly as possible, and the ones who were decent I didn’t want to freak out by bringing it up.”

“That’s why she’s here like this” I said waving my arm at the break room where the orgy was winding down. I could see Ashley sobbing on the table, ignored by the men around her as they slumped into chairs or went to the fridge for water. “She insisted that she not be identified because she didn’t want any of this to get back to her husband. I don’t even know her real name, just her online ID.”

Annie stood and moved to the window, crossing her arms and watching the show. A couple of the guys waved her to come in but she snorted and shook her head.