In no way do I condone the force used on Claudia in this chapter. It is only to further the story and will not be necessary in any further account.
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Claudia opened her eyes. She found herself lying on a queen size bed in a strange room. There was an older woman with greying hair sitting in a chair at the bottom of the bed. She looked up when Claudia gave a little groan. "Where am I?" she asked groggily.
The woman looked at her impassively, but did not reply, only picking up the cell phone lying on the small wooden table next to her, pressing a few buttons and just saying, "OK" into it, before putting it down on the table again.
"Where am I?" Claudia asked again, trying to sit up, but found her hands had been cuffed and she could not move freely. A wave of fear washed through her body, but as before, she could not recollect a thing.
"Why am I a prisoner?" she said, hearing the panic in her voice. She tugged at the handcuffs but they were securely fastened to the bed head with ropes. She winced. Her head was throbbing and she felt sick.
The door suddenly opened and Tyler and Kev came in, both looking at her contemptuously and with evil grins on their faces. "Well, well, well" Tyler said, looking at her now in a much less avuncular way than before. He reached down and ran a hand over her smooth leg. She kicked, but found her legs, too, were bound and that she was spread-eagled on her back on the bed.
"What is the meaning of this?" she shouted angrily, looking at the woman for help, but she just shrugged her shoulders and left the room. Alone with the two evil men, Claudia felt helpless and very afraid.
"Yeah, we know," Kevin suddenly spoke. "If you are taken home we can forget all about it." The two men laughed nastily.
"You promised me...," she turned to Tyler bitterly.
Nodding, he sniggered, "and I kept my promise. I even tasted some of your beer, remember?"
She did now recall that.
"But a curry can hide a multitude of sins, the strong flavour hiding bad meat, or drugged food." The men laughed again.
"Talking about meat..." Kev chuckled, clutching his right hand between his legs.
"Yes my pet," Tyler continued, condescendingly. "You really are such a naive girl to think we would have left it at that and not enjoyed your," he looked her over and ran his left hand up her thigh making her squirm in disgust, "many talents!"
"Let me go!" she screamed, in the vain hope someone would come to her help.
"My pretty little bitch, you are in the private area of my establishment. The main part is the bar and the loud music. Admittedly the spa area is quieter, but that is right at the other end and ladies and gentlemen there are enjoying themselves in various," he laughed softly, "energetic and relaxing ways."
He sat down on the bed beside her and although she tried to keep her distance from him, she could not move for the constraints. "Besides which you have been a very naughty girl, haven't you?" His face showed mock sadness.
He ran a fingernail along her thigh and up to her womanhood, running it around her clit and making her gasp and her body jerk, as he ran it around the bud, feeling a telltale frisson.