Everyone in this story are over the age of 18!
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'What have I gotten myself into now?!' I think as I strain against the chains that hold me. I am 25 years old, and I have been abducted. I was thrown in a van and left in a dungeon. I have been here for hours. I know that there are other people around me, mostly women, but I can't see them. All of the sudden, a door open opposite me, blinding me, though the light coming from it is somewhat dim.
"Come on." I feel two pairs of arms grabbing me and unchaining me. I begin to scream, though my throat is raw from crying. One of the men puts a ball gag on me, forcing my mouth into an O shape. It is secured around my dirty blonde hair tightly. I am then dragged roughly past more men who have come to get other people.
I'm brought to a bright room and tied down on a metal surface, almost like an operating table. A male who looks like he's in charge walks in. He stops, hovering over me. He has no shirt, or pants for that matter, and all he is wearing is a black leather diaper-like thing with his massive dick sticking out of a hole in the front. I gasp, but the gag makes it sound like a scream.
The man chuckles, smiling at me. Then he turns to one of the men who brought me here.
"What do the records say?" He asks impatiently