I'm running as fast as I can while completely naked. Trying to avoid branches that scratch my flesh, rocks that cut my feet as well as the sadistic captors who are hunting us. I crouch behind a large boulder to catch my breath as I hear voices in the distance. I don't dare look in that direction as I already know what has happened. Another one of us has been captured and will be taken to the main house, well after they have their fun with them that is. Last one, that's my goal. I want to be found last. These crazy and kinky women told us that the last one found would get punished the least, but who knows if they can be trusted, I've seen what's already happened to the ones they found.
Let me backtrack a little bit and explain how I got here. I have some kink experience as well as a time consuming and stressful career. I happened to have a free weekend with nothing to do and as I was browsing a wonderful site I came across a post for a kink event.
"Clothed Female, nude male outdoor adventure, not for the faint of heart, inquire within."
The vagueness was intriguing yet also scared the shit out of me. Visions of all sorts of kinky fun flashed through my mind as I contacted the Domme who posted the event. She replied a few hours later with additional information but not too much more. We would meet at a predetermined location Saturday morning, be stripped, cuffed and collared then blindfolded and brought to the event. We would be used all day Saturday and released Sunday morning. If I was still interested I was to reply promptly as there were only a few open spots remaining. Well I did reply back immediately and I was given the address to meet at Saturday morning.
There were 9 other male subs there at the meeting location, a vacant warehouse in the industrial section of town. We were all awkwardly making small talk or avoiding eye contact. One guy chickened out, got back in his car and sped away. Looking back, he might have been the smartest one of all. We were told to arrive by 7:45am and exactly at 8:00am a creepy white cargo van pulled up and two attractive young women got out.
They verified who we were, told us to strip, put our clothes into a bag then get on our knees. We all obeyed and they seemed pleased as they performed a quick inspection of us. Colorful leather collars were attached around our necks and matching cuffs were fastened to our wrists and ankles. Mine were green which happens to be my favorite color not that it matters. We were ordered into the back of the van but someone thought it would be funny to make a free candy joke. The Dommes' weren't laughing, but the comedian was forced to lick one of their dirty boots in the parking lot while the other one cropped his ass several times, I think he got the message.
We were sitting on the floor of the van with our backs to the wall. Our wrists and ankles were chained together and my world turned black at a hood was placed over my head. The door slammed shut and we started moving. I had no idea where we went or how long it took. It seemed like we left the city and drove on a highway or maybe it was two highways? Then it seemed like local roads and then definitely a dirt road because we were bouncing around a lot and bumping into each other. One of the Domme's told us to sit still as the other one laughed knowing that we couldn't.