This story is not a sequel to OSO Karen. But it happens in the same universe, approximately at the end of episode 12.
You will find your favorite characters, Alex, John, and the others.
It is a fiction in which the main characters did not want what happens to them, they suffer violence and forced sex, or on the contrary are denied.
If you don't like this kind of story, don't read any further.
I have to thank multitudes who have been more than an editor on this long story, he wrote it with me.
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Ben was moved as he prepared for his jog. He was still hesitating, and he decided not to do what had been agreed. Yet, when he closed the door he grabbed the handcuffs, and the keys that he had already attached to a long shoelace.
The idea had come to him from SlaveStorm, a contact with which he had exchanged on the networks. They had often discussed what they would do if he met. Ben was not homosexual, but yet these discussions always excited him a lot.
He left the house at a slow pace, to warm up. Then he decided to drop out and turn right. However, at the last moment, at the crossroads, he took a left and passed on the edge of the forest. He knew it was unreasonable. However, he continued to accelerate the pace gradually, before arriving near the small path. Once again a sixth sense told him not to go, but he did. The leaves of the trees slipped on his clothes. Then there was this clearing. We could see the road behind. Stopping would be crazy. He put one hand on one buttock, the handcuffs were there. The other hand on the other buttock: the keys. After all, having the keys, what was he risking?
He sat on the ground, near the tree described by SlaveStorm. He passed one hand to the right of the tree, the other to the left, then closed the handcuffs on the right, on the left.
He wanted to get up, but a few branches too low prevented him from doing so. He had never dared to get attached like that in public. There was no one there, but at any moment someone could come. The probability was low. Then he wondered how SlaveStorm could know about this place? How could he have described this clearing to him? How could he have known it was so close to home?
He began to panic. He wanted to take the key out of his back pocket, as SlaveStorm had suggested. But it was too far away. He thought of the shoelace, but to prevent him from getting caught in the trees he had completely put it in his pocket.
We had to face the facts, he was stuck there. And probably SlaveStorm would soon join him. It panicked him. It also excited him.
A van approached on the road. He'd hope not to be seen. But the vehicle stopped.
"You didn't think to put the keys around your neck," said one of the two men. It was SlaveStorm he thought.
"No, we're not talking about it?"
"No, but I'll take you with me. You'll see you'll like it or you wouldn't be here."
Ben smiled. The two men took off his handcuffs, but holding his arms, and immediately closed them behind his back.
"No, it's not necessary," he tried.
"If it's part of the game!"
The two men were driving him in the van, while a cyclist was coming.
"No, stop what you're doing!" shouted the cyclist.
"We have to explain it to him," Ben said.
"We'll take care of it," one said, while the other pushed him into the van, and made him sit down. He took a needle.
"It just stings a little," he said before actually stinging Ben's arm.
Outside, there were noises of struggle.
"SlaveStorm it is me!" was all I could hear before I lost consciousness.
Much later the police found only an abandoned bicycle on the side of the road near the forest.
Ben's head was spinning. Something was wrong. It took him a while to realize that he was tied up and gagged lying on the ground. He looked around him. The room was white, tiled on the floor and walls. Next to him was another person, probably the cyclist.
Nothing in it allowed him to know what time it was, or even how long he had been awake. The only indicator was his bladder. And it was already full. He tried to move, to discover the room on whose floor he was. He was trying to call too.
It was Ben's noises that woke Charlie up. Wishing to see where they came from, he had tried to turn to Ben. So he quickly realized that they were both tied up and gagged.
"Calm down and wait" would he have meant to tell Ben. What else can they do in this situation? However, he was also worried. They had been abducted together as he was walking down from the village to the place where a virtual friend had met. By chance, this person lived in the same village. He had therefore offered to attach himself to a place where he could come and untie him. He didn't really expect the other one to do it, but why not?
When a man matching the description of his friend was tied up and taken into a van, he immediately understood that his friend was being kidnapped. He didn't think he'd find himself in the same situation.
"Calm down, be quiet," said a female voice behind them. They shut up to listen to her.
"You will promise not to talk, and to undress as soon as we untie you. If you both agree, nod," explained the voice.
They looked at each other furtively and at the same time nodded yes. Everyone thinking they'd take advantage of the young woman once they were detached. Two people will make it easier.
The redhead in leather clothing approached Ben and turned him around. He then saw two men in addition to the girl, standing in front of the door.
She would cut the ropes, then cut the gag. Then she let him do it, to take care of Charlie, who also had a sigh of disappointment when she turned him over.
"Not a word, and both naked," she insisted.
They looked at each other, then began to take off their clothes. Shorts, a T-shirt and their shoes, after that things became more delicate. They were still looking at each other, at the young woman and the two men.
"I'm Alex, I know you were hoping to escape. You're not the first to come here. Forget that desire, it will only bring you trouble. We will prepare you to become slaves."
They were going to react to that speech.
"Not a word and naked," said one of the men. The other one came out to bring in a barbecue-like device.
They would take off their socks, to save time before the real difficulty. Alex would pick up the clothes, and throw them in the barbecue.
Now all they had left was their underwear. They didn't really know each other. Yet they looked at each other, and drawing courage from each other's eyes, they pulled down their underwear. And quickly hid their genitals with their hands.
Alex grabbed the boxers, and added them to the pile of other clothes. One of the men poured a liquid on it, the other made a spark and their clothes started to burn. What would they wear now?
"Your old lives are over; new ones begin," says the stockier of the two with a Russian accent.
"At this point, you have time to learn to obey. You will only be punished if you seek to escape, or if you hit a guard. Is that understood, nodded yes?" Alex said.
Without any other choice they agreed.
"These handcuffs go behind your back," she says.
It took a few minutes to agree not to hide their penises anymore.
The chains on the feet were easier to accept.
"I'll take you to the showers." said Alex.
As they followed her, they realized that they were in a large complex. Escape would not be easy.
The two men had to concentrate to walk with the shackles on, but soon enough they learned how to walk quick enough for the guards.
Was it the view of Alex in front of them, or that sense of being completely under control? Nevertheless, both had an erection on the way.
When she looked at them, they were obviously embarrassed.
"Don't worry, I'm used to it," she laughed when she saw them like this.
"There's a bar at the top, I'll tie your handcuffs to it."
One after the other, they let it happen.
"The water is not very hot, but it's not cold," Alex explained before spraying them both.
"By the way, I'm a slave, too," she explained. Charlie looked over her shoulder and saw her undressing.
"Yes, Charlie, it is better not to wet leather!"
