The Sofa

Days passed and the man did not visit us in the apartment. But we knew he was watching. And in the mornings while we ate breakfast, the TV would turn on by itself, or if we were watching, it would switch over to him. He'd always be in what looked like a lab or workshop, and we could see poles, racks, frames, straps, gags, and other rape and torture devices in the background, hanging on the walls, or on the tables. He would give us instructions for the day. So far, all we had to do was shower daily and keep our legs and armpits shaved. Tina also had to shave around her vaginal area, but thankfully he didn't make me do it for her or to myself, although he did remind me to stay "nicely trimmed". He was the devil in my dreams.

There wasn't much else to do all day. Meals and snacks were always delivered via a dumb waiter in the wall. The food was mostly healthy and tasted pretty good. We would return our dirty dishes the same way. Close the door, push a button and they were gone. One time, we forgot to return a fork and minutes later we were scolded over the TV speakers and threatened with a collar shock if the utensil was not returned immediately. At first the collar was uncomfortable, but after time, I got use to it. Still, I felt like an animal. Beyond that, we had a small bookcase with magazines, books, and a few games, and the TV. Tina and I never spoke about the first day in the lab, but she would cry softly almost every night. I found myself crying also as I lay in bed wondering why no one had rescued us by now. What did our parents think has happened to us?

Our clothing also made it difficult to look at each other without realizing how exposed we were. The panties and tee shirt were so tight. I could see every curve of Tina's body, including her nipples and the crease of her sex. On more than one occasion I caught myself stealing glances at T, then I would blush. And I know she had looked at my body also. We tried our best to provide privacy for each other when using the bathroom or dressing. It was hard with no doors.

The next day we awoke to the man's voice over hidden speakers in the bedroom. "Good morning my teen cunts. Please stay in your beds for a bit longer. I'm adding some additional furniture to you living quarters. Do not come out while we work!" We could hear the main door open and it sounded like two men entered. They spoke softly and I did not recognize the voice of either. I pulled the covers tighter around my body. For the next hour or so, there were sounds of drills and other tools. I started to shiver at the thought of what they were building. After they had left, we were told to shower and dress. "We've got a fun day ahead girls!" Tina got out of bed like a robot and went into the bathroom — she had that lost look in her eyes again. I slowly walked down the hall into the living area to see what was added. Oh god.

The sofa was new and had been moved back from the TV. Between the TV wall and the sofa were two black leather covered half-tube shaped humps on the floor. On either side of the humps were straps. Behind the hump was a vertical pole with metal cuffs about a foot off the ground. On the top of the hump, in the center was some sort of socket. It only took a second to ascertain its purpose — we would be forced to straddle the hump, just like the ottoman in the lab. Our legs and ankles could be strapped down and our arms and wrists restrained behind our back. I went back into the bedroom and waited for T to finish her shower. Later, while I showered, Tina came running into the bathroom, "Jen, did you see what's out there? Oh my god, I think I know what it's for. No, please no." "Tina, just stay calm. There's nothing we can do for now."

During breakfast, we did not watch TV. Neither of us wanted to look at the rape devices now permanently affixed to the floor. Tina spoke in a hushed voice "Jen, do you think the police are looking for us?" "Of course they are, and they'll find us soon. I know they will." "I hope so, I don't want to be r ... rrrpd aggain" her voice trailed off. We continued to eat in silence for a bit, and then the TV flashed to life. "Ok, girls, please return your breakfast. I'll be there as soon as everything is back in the lift. Don't make me wait" he bellowed. For a moment the two of us sat frozen. We both knew that somehow we would be sexually assaulted today. Would I loose my virginity? I don't think his penis could even fit without ripping me apart. A very slight tingle in my neck was enough to bring me back to reality and I quickly stood up to return the dishes with our half eaten breakfast.

Minutes later he was there in the room with us. "Girls, go sit on the sofa please." It was leather and wide enough for 3 or 4 across. Tina and I walked around together and as I turned to sit, I noticed leather cuffs on the base of the sofa by our feet. We both hesitated, but one glance at the man and we sat down, close but not touching. My body twitched as I felt his hands stoke my hair. Then he yanked my head back. I yelped out. He slid two fingers into my mouth. "Don't even think about biting down bitch. Use your tongue." It was repulsive, but not nearly as bad as when he shoved his dick into my mouth with cum and Tina all over it. I licked his fingers. Then his hand was out of my mouth and slipping into the front of my shirt. I tried to sink into the sofa. With his fingers covered with my saliva, he stroked my nipple. The other hand continued to hold my hair and my head back. "Kiss me." His lips pressed against my mouth but I did not open up. "AhhhhhhhHHHmmmmm mmmm" Pain in my nipple, then his tongue in my mouth, touching mine. He pulled his hand from my breast and I felt it move down over my stomach. I started to twist away, my hands grasped his arm, my legs clamped close. Then the front door buzzed.

He stood up and released my head. "Fucking BITCH! You Are Nothing But My Fuck Slave!" Then there was pain in my neck and my body went stiff. It seemed to last forever — I twitched. Tina screamed — I think. It all went black. A sharp slap to my face and I began to cry. Tina was holding my hand. "Jenny ... Jenny, are you ok?" "The bitch is fine. She's lucky I have other plans for today or I'd drag her into the bedroom, whip her, then fuck her." The door buzzed again and the man walked over to unlock it with his remote. "I'm ok T, I'll be ok" I whispered. The man returned but he was not alone.

It was a teenage boy, and he looked familiar — but he was blindfolded so it was hard to tell. I know I'd seen him around school. What was his name? He was naked save for white boxers and the black collar around his neck, with the same gray box attached — a captive just like us. The material of his boxer shorts was very thin, almost transparent. I could see the outline of his genitals clearly. Suddenly I realized that Tina and I were just as exposed, even though he could not see us — yet. "Girls, this is John." The blindfold was removed. "And John, this is Tina and Jenny." He looked down at us, and then seemed to blush. "Make some room for John on the sofa there, between you two." Tina shifted over to the opposite arm rest. "So what do you think of these two? Are they as hot as your sisters? Bet you'd like to fuck them!" John didn't move or say anything. Sisters? Oh god, his sisters were captive here also.

"John, I want you to go around to the front of the sofa now." He listened, but avoided looking directly at either of us. "Now let's get Tina and Jenny ... set. You need to put their ankles in the cuffs." "Sir, please, we won't get up." "I know you won't. And if you don't keep quite, I'll put gags in your mouths also. Do it now John, start with Jenny, on the left." He kneeled down, opened the leather cuff, took my left foot gently and strapped it in place. Then he opened the right cuff which was at least two feet or more apart. At first I resisted. "Jen, you don't want another shock now do you?" He had called me 'Jen', like we're friends or something. I had to shift my butt forward a bit to spread my legs apart far enough to reach the other cuff. John locked it in place. Then he proceeded to do the same to Tina. We both kept our arms crossed over our chests. That didn't last long.

"Girls, lean forward please." We both bent over. It was a painful position with my legs spread wide. Tina groaned a bit. "Arms at your sides." As I complied, he grabbed my wrists and bent my arms behind my back, each wrist to the opposite elbow, then quickly strapped them together with two straps. "Please sir, not so tight, it hurts." "You'll get use to it. Now shut up, all I want to hear from your mouth are sounds of pain or pleasure. Don't sit up yet." With my head turned to the right, I watched has he strapped Tina's arms behind her back. I could see tears in her eyes, but she made no noise. Then I noticed John. I was staring at his crotch. He had an erection. "Hey John, I see you're liking this setup! How about you take off those boxers and sit down between the girls. And girls, you can sit up now." John turned around so he wasn't facing us. Then very slowly lowered the shorts and backed into the sofa. I kept my vision forward, but I could still see his erect penis. Our feet touched. With my arms pinned behind, my breasts were pushed forward and very visible through the sides of the tee shirt. My vagina was pulled slightly open beneath the thin cotton panties. It was all so embarrassing.

The three of us sat perfectly still looking forward at the blank TV screen. Of course, the ottoman things were also right there. From behind, the man spoke. "Just a minute gang, I'll be right back." He left out the front door. "You're Tina Linden" John whispered toward Tina. She nodded. "How long have you been here?" "About a week" she whispered back. "There's two of them, brothers I think. The other one has my sisters ... somewhere." His voice shuddered a bit. "He raped them ... And made us all ... touch each other." Now he was almost in tears. "He raped me also, more than one time" Tina replied. "We have to escape, or they'll do it again." The door buzzed and then opened and the man returned pushing a cart. "First things first, it doesn't seem fair that John has shown you girls his thick teenage dick any you haven't returned the favor. I'm sure he would like to see your perfect teenage tits and tight pussies!" There was nothing I could do to stop him. "For now, lets all go bottomless." He had a scissors in hand and walked over to Tina. Her eyes were closed as he snipped the left and right side of her panties and pulled them free exposing her vagina. "Check that out John — shaved pussy. Tina is an amazing fuck. Now Jenny here, she's still a virgin. Course, Tina was also until just a week ago when I popped her cherry." The metal on my leg was cold. Snip ... snip ... my panties were gone. I caught John looking down between my legs, but he looked away quickly.

"Ok Johnny boy, you need some practice pleasuring the ladies." He tossed him a tube of something. "You left or right handed?" "I'm left handed sir." "A south paw — put a bit of the K-Y on your left finger, then start working Jenny's clit — you know were her clit is don't you? If not, you'll know when you hit the spot. I want to hear her moaning!" I started to shake my head no and shift my body away from John. He was putting the cream on the tip of his finger. "John, please don't" I whispered ever so softly. He pointed to the collar around his neck, then moved his hand down between my legs. "Tell me if I'm hurting you." The palm of his hand pressed down on my pubic hair and I tried to sink my bottom into the sofa. First, one, then two fingers touched the lips of my vagina. Gently he spread the gel up and down its length. With my legs spread as they were, he had no resistance and my dry opening was soon slick.

I was not aroused ... terrified I might become that way. "Johnny, move higher — her clit is under the little hood of skin" the bastard was giving him instructions. "john, I don't want this, please please stop" I whispered again." His finger rubbed over my clitoris and my body involuntarily twitched. Now he knew he had found the spot and began to focus his attention there — moving his fingers in a circular motion. "y you're raping me." That caused him to pause. I turned my head toward him and looked into his eyes, begging with my own eyes. The tip of his finger began to flick my clit. I bit my lower lip and my head flopped back. His arm was also pressed against my right breast — could he feel my nipples become stiff. I knew his erection was huge now. "Excellent! Now she's getting into it. Not bad John, not bad at all. Time to see if you can handle two at one once — lube up that other hand!"

He had to stop stimulating me to squeeze the tube of gel. For a few moments I had some relief. I looked across the sofa to Tina, I had almost forgotten she was there. She kept her eyes closed as John's right hand moved down her stomach ... she gasped when he made contact. I knew exactly what she was feeling. "Do them both" the man encouraged from behind. Once again John's fingers were touching — but this time I was wet down there, no need for any gel. He stoked down and pushed in — I yelped as his fingers entered my vagina. "no, not inside, please not inside me." "Don't listen to her, she's loving every minute." He kept the fingers in and began to rub my clit with his thumb. It was all just too much and I moaned softly, my head back and my eyes closed. Tina moaned out also. Here I was ... legs spread apart ... a teenage boy, one I probably pass in the school hall every day — bringing me to an orgasm. My body continued to shudder and I was sweating now — the tee shirt glued to my breasts.

"How about you focus on Jenny and I'll take over with Tina." The man had come around to the front of the sofa and was kneeling down in front of Tina — John removed his hand from between her legs. His fingers in my pussy also stopped moving as we both watched. With two hands he grasped her hips and pulled them forward. His head moved down. "NO, no, god no" she moaned. After a few seconds he looked up. "Dam this cunt tastes good! John, give me your hand, she's really dripping now. How about you give Jenny a taste." "I don't understand sir?" "Take you fingers, shove them into Tina's cunt, and then put them in Jenny's mouth. And don't forget to keep her clit nice and hard." John followed the order, but when he leaned back toward me, I looked away and closed my mouth tight. "Jen, Jen, why so reluctant? Might as well get use to your friend's cunt juice — believe me, you two will have plenty of opportunities to lick each other's pussies soon enough." John's hand reached around and gently pulled my face toward his, the smell of Tina was strong. His wet fingers pushed on my lips. "Tina, we have to listen to him. Open your mouth." Fuck you I though to myself. Be a man and resist a little. But I was beginning to realize that John was enjoying this all too much.