My limbs were stiff and throbbing when I regained consciousness, but now freed from the ropes that had held them. I examined the deep red marks around my wrists that were beginning to bruise. I tried to stretch my jaw, but I found that although my kidnapper had freed my arms and legs, the pink ball gag was still in my mouth. My mind was foggy and I was wondering whether to take it out or not when the door to the bedroom opened.
My captor walked in and closed the door behind him. The men's' voices I could hear out in the living room continued to talk amongst themselves, laughing occasionally.
"Rise and shine, Fatty."
I started to sit up on the edge of the bed, and groaned when I put weight on my sore thighs and aching pussy and ass. I could see light bruises on my big white tits and belly.
"Oh, Crystal. Don't tell me you're worn out already... we've only just started on you," he laughed.
I shot him a venomous look, which probably looked remarkably stupid with the gag still in my face.
"You do look like a mess though. Here, clean yourself up!" he threw a package of wet wipes on the bed next to me. I pointed to my mouth.
"Good slut, asking permission. I can take it out if you promise to be quiet, but it's just going to go back in in a few minutes," he came over and unfastened the back. I pulled it out and shut my mouth for the first time in a couple hours. It was excruciating!
I cleaned my face with a wipe, and parts of it turned black with mascara that had smeared around my eyes. I started wiping the rest of myself down, being gentle with my swollen pussy and thighs. I was so humiliated when I stood up and felt more cum gush from my pussy and down my legs. I cleaned that up, too.
The man came over to me with the camera.
"Okay, bitch, show me that pretty smile!"
I squinted my eyes at him, but stayed quiet like he told me to.
He reached out and slapped my face, "I said smile!"
I turned up the corners of my lips, but apparently that wasn't enough. He struck my cheek again.
Reluctantly, I opened my mouth and gave a big smile. The flash was blinding and left spots in my eyes.
He put a hand on my chest and shoved me back and grabbed my belly.
"Oh my god you're just so FAT."
He was shaking my belly around and making it jiggle as much as he could. I started slapping at his hands trying to make him stop, but he stopped on his own and just laughed at my humiliated face.
"Okay, back to silence, you," he said, shoving the gag back in my mouth. I thought about how I should break away and run out the door and out to the street before this psycho did anything worse to me, but with guys in the other room, and no clothes or shoes, I doubted I would get very far.