Nina wakes to darkness. Her eyes creep open, but she's dazed, and not sure where she is. The room smells dank and wet, and there's a terrible draft. She goes to reach for her covers, thinking she must be dreaming. But there is no blanket to cover her now naked body. In fact, she can't move at all.
The haze of sleep fades away and Nina's breaths quicken. She tries to remain calm and a scream dies in her throat, coming out as a meek whimper instead. She surveys her surroundings frantically -- it's a dark nasty place she's in, looks more like a dungeon than a basement.
How could this have happened? The last thing Nina could remember was hitting the books before her Bio Chem final, and falling asleep in her college dorm room. None of that seemed to matter now.
Nina is strapped down to a bed with shackles around her throat, slender waist, wrists and ankles. Her hands are clasped above her head and her legs are spread, leaving her delicate pussy fully exposed. The chill in the air helps to wake her. Nina's lithe body shivers and her pert breasts quiver, nipples rock-hard from the cold.
Suddenly a noise from another room grabs her attention and Nina quickly thinks up a game plan -- she decides she will feign sleep until she can determine just what's going on here and how dangerous these people are. Nina focuses all of her might on lying still and slowing her rapid breathing.
"Let's see how our girl is doing," says a man's deep and level voice as he steps into the dark room. Nina closes her eyes just as two men approach. "Yes, we're going to have a lot of fun with her," said another voice. "She has no idea what's in store for her."
Nina felt a hand pass along her cheek and it was all she could do not to jerk away. The hand maneuvered down to her breast, cupping one, then the other, and gently teasing a finger along her nipples.
Nina could feel her breath quickening, and her body shivered against the unwanted, but somehow gentle, touch. Her captor noticed the change in the rising and falling of her perfect chest and grabbed a nipple and twisted it brutally. Nina's eyes shot open and she let out a shriek.
"So I see you're awake! Good. We can begin our game." Nina's eyes took in her captors faces. One was rugged, with wild black hair and the scruff of a two-day beard. The other man looked somewhat more refined and was clean-cut and handsome. Still, she was afraid to even look at them.
"What do you want with me?" Nina pleaded, unsure if she was ready for their answer. The rugged man grabbed her long brown hair and leaned in close, almost mouth-to-mouth, and said, "We want to play."