Antonia held on to Olivia's hand as they snuck through the cellar hallway,staying on the lookout for the masters. There were no one except for the slaves and their clients in their locked rooms. The two women hurried to the stairs and ran up to the first floor. They pressed against the wall of the staircase, their naked bodies heaving in fear of being discovered. Antonia pressed a finger to her lips to indicate silence, and she slowly peeked out, scanning the hallway with her brown eyes. After scanning twice to make sure, Antonia nodded and pulled Olivia out into the hallway, then they ran down the bright hallway. Antonia's cum-covered brown hair scraped her back uncomfortably as she ran, ducking when they ran past doors with windows on them. When they reached the end of the hallway, they ducked behind a large fern plant, gasping for breath.
"Where's the door?" Antonia whispered, peeking through the leaves on lookout. Olivia turned around and pointed at the large window behind them. "Ah," Antonia said, standing up and opening the window. Outside, she saw a large forest stretching into darkness. Something about those trees looked awfully familiar. Suddenly it hit her. This place was near the place she was captured!
A few days ago, Antonia had been on a mission to investigate missing females. She had scouted his hideout for days, but ended up being captured anyway. Finally, she could go outside again! She can go home and expose the evils of this place. She and Olivia would be free.
Antonia was about to climb out of the window when there was a scream. Antonia whirled around and saw a large man holding small Olivia around her waist, his thick muscular arms squeezing her.
"Olivia!" Antonia cried. "Let go of her!" she yelled. The man laughed.
"And miss you punishments? No way!" he laughed. He leaned over and grasped Antonia's hair, pulling her along as he walked the two down a secret staircase, going deeper, past the cellar. There was a large hallway, with barred cells that resembled a jail's.
He unlocked one of the cells and threw Olivia in, then locked it. Olivia looked at Antonia sadly as she was dragged further away, and was pulled down another flight of stairs.
The room Antonia stumbled in was truly amazing. It wasn't a good amazing, but a freaky-amazing. There were chains and cuffs everywhere. High racks, low racks, metal chairs nailed to the floor. There were machines with colorful dildos strapped to it, and a long control panel with many buttons and switches.
The man dragged Antonia to a seat-less chair and tied her arms behind the chair. The man put her legs over the arm rests and strapped them down, and put a metal box with to dildos underneath. They were both thick and long, and attached to a thin vertical stick. The man fiddled with the controls on the box and it began to whir, the dildos rising until they penetrated her cunt and her asshole. Antonia gasped at the intrusion, her senses tingling. The toys kept rising until the pushed hard against her walls, then slid out and pushed in again in a slow, mechanical way. The man pushed a button and the dildos began to vibrate, sending out weak electrical currents every few seconds.
As Antonia squirmed over the machines, the man clipped two metal clips onto her nipples, making Antonia cry out. Then he attacked silver cords to each clip, and attached it to a black leather collar he put around her neck. The cords were short, and when it was attached, Antonia's nipples were pulled upwards. As a final touch, the man took another cord and attached it to the back of her collar, and pulled it down to the floor, fastening it to a small loop behind the chair. With Antonia's head pulled back, her tits were pulled up as the cords stayed fastened to her collar.
