| Shawn D |
01-01-2018 10:40 PM |
Quote:
Originally Posted by CaptiveSoul
(Post 1635422)
The terrified victim's frantic struggles are useless. Even though his shackles have been unlinked for the moment, he is no match for either one of his abductors, let alone both together. His helpless squirming and writhing serve only to arouse the men further. The gag will be strapped into place again later; for now, his captors have very special plans for their plaything's mouth. His cries and screams and pleas for mercy, and the sadists' taunts and mocking laughter, echo harshly among the tiled walls of the derelict facility. No one but them will hear...
Which character(s) do you most identify with? Who do you imagine them all to be? What is this place? How did the victim come to be in this predicament, and what will ultimately become of him, in your own fantasy?
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I will SOOO be the victim in that scenario. One slight change though would be my captors keeping the gag on me until they want to use my mouth for its intended purpose. Before that, and in between turns using my mouth, they keep me gagged so that they won't have to listen to my pleas.
How did I end up in their clutches? Let's go with the old school method: a van drives up to me while I'm walking down the street, they grab me, pull me in and tie me up.
What is this place? I don't know. Could just be an empty building they found, far from any witnesses. But what if it's more than that? What if my captors are slavers and they have a camera filming the rape, with an audience sitting somewhere in the same building watching on a screen.
When it's all done, I suppose my captors will rate me on my performance, my tightness, etc. Maybe I will fetch a high price on the slave market, so they bring me into the room where they keep the other recent acquisitions. On the other hand, if I fail to impress them, they will drop me off somewhere after warning me not to call the police. Realistically, they can just kill me, but I don't fantasize about snuff. |
