I stare at the blank computer screen in front of me. My Biology paper was due in an hr, and here I was just sitting here with a completely blank screen. Flipping through some pages of my textbook, I think to myself, this procrastination has got to stop. These late nights at the library were really starting to get to me, I always had dark circles under my eyes and I was drinking at least 3 cups of coffee a day just to stay awake. I finally find what I'm looking for and start typing away, hoping to finish before the deadline. Forty-five minutes pass and I put the last finishing touches on my paper. After proof reading and feeling satisfied with my work, I submit my paper and start to pack up. As I'm packing up, my phone rings.
"Hello? Hey, yeah I'm leaving the library now. Sorry, I was really trying to leave campus early today, but that just didn't happen. Don't wait up for me, I'll be home in about an hour. Love you." It was my fiance. He would always call me when I'm not home at a decent time, worrying about me. I never understood why he always worried so much. We had been together for five years and three of them I had spent at this university with the same pattern more or less. I sighed, picked up my book bag and headed out to the parking garage. As I walked outside, I shiver a little bit. Since it was late April, I had worn a mid-thigh skirt and fitted tank top, but I didn't expect it to get chilly at night. I checked the time, it was 11:00 pm and no one was around. Everyone must be studying for finals next week, I thought to myself.
I continue walking, when I got close to the parking deck, I thought I heard someone behind me, so I turned to look. But no one was there. I shrugged and figured I must be hearing things from lack of sleep. I walk up to the deck, use my student ID to open the door and continue to my car. What I didn't realize is that someone had kept the door from closing and had followed me in. The deck was completely empty, save for my car. I start smiling thinking that I was going to be home soon and I could finally get some sleep. I was about to unlock my door, and someone grabs me from behind and puts a cloth over my mouth. I struggle, but soon everything goes black.
I wake up extremely groggy and hear some voices. I can't really make out what they're saying. I try to look around, but everything is black. Wondering if I was blindfolded, I try to lift up my arms. But they're stuck behind my back. Something was keeping them bound together, and that's when I realize that my ankles are also bound together.
A voice spoke in front of me, "So our little Asian princess is finally awake. Tell me, how are you feeling darling?"
"Where am I? And what the hell do you want?" I blatantly ask.
"Tsk tsk, don't have any manners do we?" He slaps me in the face, and then grabs my chin roughly. "Let me repeat myself, how are you feeling" He says while spitting on face.
I pull my head away from him, and then he grabs my throat instead, choking me slightly. "You can go to hell" I whisper to him.
He pulls his hand off of my throat, then slaps me even harder, to the point I fall over. "I was going to be nice to you and try to make you enjoy this a little bit since you have such a gorgeous body and face, but since you want to be a little bitch, I'll treat you like one."
I just lay on the ground not moving, not sure what he meant by those words. I feel someone come behind me and cut the binds off of my wrists, but before I could react, they grab my wrists and pull me up by my arms. They drag me across the floor, and fasten my wrists in some metal cuffs. They let go, and I fall forward a little, but my arms stop me from falling. the cuffs were held in place by a chain connected to the wall. Next, they cut the binds on my ankles, spread my legs apart and fasten them in cuffs as well. They pull me back, and I feel something cold fasten around my neck. When they let go, I feel pressure from the cuff on my neck, and realize that if I don't stand straight, I'll choke myself. Next my blindfold is taken off, which surprises me. I blink several times trying to get used to the light.
"I figured you wouldn't need the blindfold anymore, since you won't ever be leaving this place, and I want you to see exactly what we do to you. Oh, and your fiance called by the way. I told him that you were too busy fucking some guys to answer the phone. I think the marriage is off, and I doubt he'll come looking for you now." He laughed as he said this.
"You didn't. There's no way that he would believe something like that."
"Apparently it wasn't that hard for him to believe. He said something about you always being out late at night and that he already thought you were cheating"
I just hung my head. If Jack didn't come looking for me, then really no one else would. I had left my parents' house over a year ago to move in with Jack and I hadn't really kept in contact with them.
"Your spirit broken already? That was quick for such a feisty girl." He walked up to me and grabbed me by the chin again, "Look sweetheart, you're going to spend the rest of your life in this room. The only purpose you have now is to please us. You'll do whatever we say no matter what, unless you want to face some serious consequences. I'll give you a taste of some of the consequences for your attitude earlier."
With that he motioned some men forward. They brought a big box with them. He opened the box and made sure that I wouldn't be able to see in it. He first pulls out a pair of scissors. Walking up to me, he lifts the bottom edge of my tank top and begins cutting it off. I try to protest and wriggle away.
"You might want to stay still unless you want me to accidentally cut you."
At that I stay still and let him continue. When finished cutting through my tank, he starts on my skirt and also tosses it to the side. Left only in my bra and panties, I shiver a little. He looks me up and down admiring my figure. He then sets to work on my bra, cutting up the middle and leaving the straps alone. My breasts tumble out, and he whistles.
"Tell me sweetheart, how is that a girl who's only around 5'0" tall can have such big tits?" He looks at the tag in the back of my bra, "DD? Wow, they're gorgeous. Lets see how sensitive those big nipples are, shall we?"
He puts the scissors down and then pinches both of my nipples lightly, causing me to moan softly. He smiled and squeezed hard making me yelp. Lifting my left breast up, he took my nipple into his mouth and gently started sucking on it. I couldn't help but moan and enjoy what he was doing to me. And as much as I didn't want it to happen, I could feel my pussy start to get wet. He moves to the right nipple and begins to suck on it. While sucking, his hand reaches down and lightly traces over my pussy over my thong. I move my hips with the movement of his hand.
He takes his mouth off of my breast and grins, "You like that huh? Sorry, but before you get any more pleasure, you're going to have to take your punishment for being a bitch earlier."
He goes back to the big box and pulls out a long whip like object that has many strands. He turns and walks back to me, and pulls my thong down.
"First, I'm going to whip you. I'm going to give you 20 lashes. Every time you make any kind of sound, the count starts over. Understand?"
When I just glared at him, he whipped me on my left breast, and I cry out. "I asked you if you understood slut. Answer me."
"I...I understand." I mumble.
