National Trussed (or the Ex-factor)
Copyright© 2011 by Freddie Clegg
Chapter 5: Considerations
BDSM Sex Story: Chapter 5: Considerations - Freddie Clegg's friend has a problem with his ex-wives that only their disappearance can solve.
Caution: This BDSM Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa NonConsensual Slavery BDSM DomSub MaleDom FemaleDom Rough
"It could be a good idea," Freddie Clegg was leaning on the rail of the balcony overlooking one of his training rooms. In the room below, Sarah, a long-time, originally unwilling employee of Clegg Enteprises, was taking amusement from freeing two of their latest "guests" from the packaging used to ensure their secure transfer and safe arrival.
Elspeth Grant, "Ellie" as she was known, was standing alongside Freddie. They'd both come to see the new acquisitions. "Hmmm?" Ellie wasn't really listening; she was more interested in the packaging used in the boxes that the girls had been imprisoned in. It was something new that the logistics boys had been trying out. Injection foam had been pumped in around the girls, providing a packing that at one time protected and confined them.
"Norman's proposal."
"I thought you said it sounded a bit vague."
"Rick's people did some research. The proposition stands up. The older one is at the top end of what we'd normally consider for age but Larry seems to feel we could place her. The other two are pretty much on spec for regular product. I know we're not short of product at the moment but I'd like to do Norman a favour."
"Hmm," Ellie's grunt was sceptical. To her it sounded like Freddie had already made up his mind. Her attention was soon drawn back to the squealing captives. Extracted from their crates, they were now starting to realise what was happening to them. The taller of the two girls was struggling spiritedly but when the tape covering her eyes was removed the site of the room she was now in seemed to subdue her.
"That's all right, dear," Sarah greeted the puzzled captive. "This must all be rather different from what you expected."
What do you expect, wondered Freddie, after you have been grabbed and drugged and wake up to find yourself blinded, gagged and helpless in crate that holds you immobile? Possibly not a brightly lit room looking like an open plan office in any typical modern development. Possibly not to be greeted in a conversational manner by a girl not much older than you wearing an outfit that looked like she'd stepped out of "Mad Men", either. Sarah still favoured a rather retro look.
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