* Thank you for all your feedback and supportive comments! If you haven't already, I highly recommend you read Parts 1 through 4 to get some context around this chapter.
Again, I just want to clarify that this is a work of fiction. I do not condone kidnapping or hurting anyone like this in real life. Also, this is a smut story, not a novella, and I focus my efforts on writing the sex scenes. If you want intricate plotlines and deep character development, this is not the story for you.*
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Chapter 9
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It was a hot summer's evening, beautiful weather as I got ready for the hour-long drive to the Crazy Bear Pub. I put on a little bit of makeup, put on some tight jeans, but then turned my focus to the star of the night - Allie.
I had made her shave her legs and pussy, as both were getting quite unkempt. I personally didn't mind a little hair down there, but I wanted her to feel as exposed as possible this evening.
I dressed her in some jeans and a t-shirt, and a matching set of bra and panties I had bought for her. They were red and very lacey - I'm pretty sure she had never worn anything that sexy in her life. Still, the underwear sent a clear message - that the wearer wanted as much attention as possible.
I then asked Allie to put on a pair of coloured contact lenses. Knowing she was going to be punished for trying to escape, she barely said a word, silently adhering to each request of mine. After some squinting into the bathroom mirror, she managed to get the coloured contacts on, and looked at me.
Her wide blue eyes now looked like wide brown ones, changing her appearance quite significantly.
Then, on went one of the most important bits of her costume that night- a ball gag and a mask. I had spent a lot of money on the ball gag, the ball had a little rubber clip, meant to strap the ball to the underside of the wearer's tongue. I strapped the gag on, watching Allie open her lips wide to accept the intrusion into her mouth. Clipping the gag in place, I strapped it tight to the back of her head. I then made her put on the mask, which covered her mouth and nose completely.
"Tell me how sorry you are for trying to escape, Allie."
"EEEE SSSRRR MMMM," Allie said incomprehensively. "NNNWW GGGG GGGNNN!"
I laughed. She was unable to say a single word.
"Now, as things go, you've haven't been too unfortunate, Allie. Sure, getting kidnapped and locked in a basement sucks, but I've fed you two, clothed you, and not left any permanent damage." Allie looked at me with her (now) brown eyes, silent.
"I fully intend to let the two of you go eventually." Allie gasped. This was news to her. She looked at me incredulously. "Yes," I continued, "I really do intend to let you go, as long as you adhere to a few conditions of mine. Chief amongst them is, that you do not make life hard for me or yourselves by trying to escape while you're still here, or running to other people for help."
"Come over here, Allie, I've got something to show you." I tugged her leash, attached to her collar, and pulled her over to my laptop. "This is what I could do instead."
I showed her the browser page that was open. She squinted at the website, trying to understand what she was seeing. Suddenly, she gasped again in horror and stumbled backwards. There were pictures of her, face obscured ofcourse, in all sorts of compromising positions. I had filmed a number of our encounters, unbeknownst to the two girls.
There were pictures of Allie, blindfolded, spreading her pussy lips open for me (and the camera). One of her licking Chloe's pussy. A few of her fucking that cucumber with clothespins on her nipples. And next to those pictures, some sort of auction-style bidding was going on.
"You're fetching quite a commanding price over there, Allie." I had managed to connect to a site on the dark web, where you could buy and sell a raft of illegal things - including slaves. Allie kept shaking her head trying to say something through the gag. Obviously, I was unable to make out what she wanted to say.
"Turns out the Saudis have a thing for blue-eyed American girls. Though the Russians are bidding highly as well. There's a guy in Belarus who runs a highly specialised porn site for rich clients - he'd love to have you as his new star." Allie was whimpering now, still shaking her head. "To be honest, I didn't realise how easy it is to smuggle someone out of this country. They'll take you down to Mexico first, maybe somewhere less regulated in central America, then they'll ship you off to wherever you need to be, Allie."
"And that's what I will do if keeping you around becomes too troublesome." I grabbed her chin and looked her in the eye. "So I'll ask you again, are you going to behave during your punishment tonight?"
Allie started nodding her head vigorously, stilled gagged and masked. The promise of being let go if she listened to me, compared to the possibility of being sold into slavery overseas forever had hit her hard. She kept nodding, as if to show me how much she meant it.
"Good. Remember that during your punishment tonight."
I cuffed her hands behind her back, and led her to the front door. "That's right Allie, we're going on a little road trip."
I brought her to my truck, and put her into the back. Making her lie on her belly, I cuffed her ankles together too, and tied her into a hog tie with some rope. She looked up at me, hog tied and gagged, brown coloured contacts flashing in the dim light of the truck. I blindfolded her too for good measure, knowing there was no way she'd be able to escape from the bondage.
"Enjoy the drive," I said, shutting the door on her face.
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We pulled up to the Crazy Bear Pub about an hour later, as the sun began to set. In the fading light, the rustic pub looked almost abandoned. There was a sign across the front door saying "Closed", and I could not see anyone inside. However, I noticed about 6-7 cars in the car park, a sure sign that Bob had managed to entice some of his regulars over.
Leaving Allie hogtied in the back of the truck, I went into the pub's back room, via a door in the back.
"HEY!!!!!" Loud, twangy country music hit my ears, and I was lifted into a bear hug by Bob, the moment I stepped in the door. Hugging him back, I scanned the room. There were around 11 to 12 people there, including Bob. Mostly men, but 2 women were sat in the back, chatting to each other. The atmosphere was friendly and cheerful, people were having beers, and I knew most of them by sight, even if I didn't know their names. Most were farmers from around the area, some young, some older. The 2 couples were older retirees.
I cleared my throat, watching Bob take a seat at the side as people fell silent.
"Hi everyone!" My voice wavered slightly. Fuck! Why was I so nervous?
"I'm not sure what Bob has t-told you, but the gist of it is, my girlfriend has a p-pretty specific fantasy she's always wanted to play out. I remembered y'all and thought maybe we could come to an arrangement. She always wanted to do sexual stuff, have me punish her in front of a group of people, and I thought y'all might want to join in tonight."
I could see the group listening intently. They all looked interested, and that gave me the courage to continue.
"A few ground rules first, and if you don't agree, feel free to leave.
