Celeste was a slender girl, her flawless skin so pale that it was almost reminiscent of pristine moonlight. Her breasts jiggled as the cruel Latino captor by the name of Reese thrust her forward to her knees in front of his pack of sex toys.
"Like I said, cute cunt, I've got all kinds of ideas for how me and you can have some fun." The sadistic glee in his voice made the terrified girl want to retch.
Reese's partner in crime was Alec, who sat with his own naked brunette captive enfolded between his legs, wrists bound in front of her, and her name was Erika. She had snuggled against him, fearful of Reese and believing that Alec was the lesser of two evils. Alec watched Reese's antics, curious to see what Reese would do next even if he didn't necessarily approve of his partner's brutal methods.
"Wh-what are you doing?!" Celeste asked, trembling as Reese proceeded to wrap duct-tape around the base of a long, crimson dildo with rubberized spiky little nubs all along its considerable length. He securely fastened his dildo 'toy' to a stool he'd taken from upstairs. Then he tied ropes to the stool ends and secured them tautly to conveniently positioned pipes along the basement walls. With the four ropes tying it from every angle, the stool stood rigid and immobile. It wasn't going anywhere.
Celeste still knelt at the foot of the stool, eyes drawn inexorably upward to the 12-inch shaft which seemed to rise heavenward like the phallus of some god. As she began to sob Reese rubbed oil up and down the shaft, lubing it up generously - in preparation for what, both girls could guess all too well.
Erika shivered in Alec's arms. Not as slight of build as Celeste, she was still slim, with larger breasts than Celeste and an overall well-proportioned figure. Erika was groaning now with Alec's fingers playing with her pussy, his fingers sliding and flicking along her still moist folds. Alec had already pleasured her cunt and fucked it hard...and now it was a sloppy mess. Yet Erika seemed far more enthralled by the sensations Alec's fingers were reawakening, and by the irresistible scene of Celeste's ordeal.
"Do you like watching, slave?" It was the first time Alec had called her slave. Oddly enough, it gave her a surge of hope.
"Y-yes Master." Erika thought, 'If I'm his sex slave, then it means he won't kill me, right?' If she was his property, then he'd value her...wouldn't he? That was the million dollar question. Erika tried to look away at what was happening to Celeste, but she couldn't. Like a moth drawn to the flame, she was perversely attracted to her fellow captive's suffering. Was it that secretly she was grateful for Celeste's pain, knowing that Reese's attentions on her made it less likely he would turn his focus elsewhere? Erika shuddered at the thought, shuddered at the strange moral calculus that this nightmare had forced her to reconsider.
"Please...Don't!" Celeste cried. "Don't make me mount that thing." Reese chuckled, drawing a knife from his pack. He rested the flat of the blade across Celeste's left breast, his eyes flinty, devoid of all tenderness.
"Listen, bitch. Listen good. You're going to fuck that thing with wild abandon and moan how much you love it. You do that or I promise you, I can do worse things to your sexy body." Grasping her by the nape of the neck, he yanked her to her feet and nodded impatiently at her, gesturing at the obscenely tall dildo.
Celeste licked her lips, looking at her captor, then over to the awful phallus, then back once more to her captor.
"Please, Sir. It would be easier if you untied my wrists." Her shoulders probably ached from having her wrists tied so tightly behind her back. Erika could relate, having finally been granted the privilege of having her wrists bound in front of her for a change. But she dared not utter even a word in support of her fellow captive's request. She wasn't stupid.
Reese put the blade just under Celeste's chin and grabbed a handful of the gorgeous brunette's hair. Celeste whimpered as Reese spelled things out.
"Do I look like I care about your comfort, little slut? You have five seconds to bust that pussy on the dildo or I will take you back to the van and do things to you that make this look like a fun-filled walk in the park." Reese pinched each of the girl's nipples roughly, wresting two sharp moans from her throat.
Celeste bit her lip and awkwardly climbed onto the stool, positioning her young sex above the cruel red cock. Then, with agonizing finality, she pushed her young pussy down to engulf the oily-slick shaft, gasping as it filled her. Without the oil to lubricate it, there was no telling what damage the shaft might have done to her delicate sex. As it was, all Celeste could do was moan and gently pump her tight snatch up and down the phallus as her captor commanded.
"That's my girl. You're a fast learner, bitch. Not too shabby." Reese leaned over, swirling his tongue around one nipple even as he put the ice-cold flat of his knife over the girl's remaining nipple. The total contrast of having one nipple warmed and the other chilled made the girl whimper loudly, her breasts trembling as she rode the unyielding rubber cock. Erika watched the unsavory scene even as part of her was curious what it felt like - all those ribbed sensations ricocheting up and down the walls of Celeste's poor, soon-to-be aching love hole.
'I'm so sorry, Celeste,' she thought. Erika thought back to what she could have done differently back at the bank, before these two robbers had kidnapped them. She was sure that she'd tripped the alarm, but no one had come to help them. Erika couldn't shake the thought that if only she'd done something differently, none of this would have happened. She and Celeste, Nikki, and Giselle wouldn't be helpless, naked captives at the hands of these two cruel men.
Alec's words intruded on her thoughts.
"Well, my sweet girl. What do you want to do?" The restless tone of his voice signaled that if she didn't think of something fast, the man's twisted imagination just might. She hated to do this, but inwardly she made the decision to get Giselle involved in a little threesome. Giselle was the only female captive who had not yet suffered the attentions of their male captors. Judging from Reese's brutality, Erika preferred to have Giselle with them rather than left unclaimed to catch Reese's eye.
"Master, let this slave get Giselle. She can fuck you while I lick her clit and make her come on your cock!" Erika was disgusted by the idea, but she had a bead on the male mindset. There was something about this male fantasy - and she knew from past boyfriends that it existed - about the threesome with two girls, and Erika had a suspicion that Alec probably shared some of those predictable male preferences.
