Chapter 2
It Was bowling night, or so Bill told his wife. Frank didn't need to explain himself to anyone, being single. He could've stayed with the girl alone, but their rule said that, unless everyone agreed, nobody got a girl alone. Everyone wanted to enjoy what the others did. Besides, they wanted a steady progression, not a bunch of repeated moves.
Their aim was to break and train a slut for life. They considered what they did a boon to mankind. Once they'd trained a slut she would bend over and spread her legs for any man that asked.
Unless some stupid therapist intervened. But then, one of the aims was to so humiliate and shame them that they wouldn't dare tell anyone what had happened to them. None of the girls they'd so far trained had reported their activities, at least so far as they'd been able to determine.
Periodically they checked on how well their training was going by finding one of their "graduates", and ordering her to come with them. So far they'd always obeyed. They'd bring the graduate back to the lodge and fuck her for a while, then set her free again.
None ever fought them, none ever hesitated to obey their orders, and when questioned, all told of the many, many sexual partners they'd had since their training.
Several had even become prostitutes, not for the money, but merely because they needed to fuck many times a day and only prostitutes got enough sex.
One graduate, a police woman, went to a secluded swimming hole favoured by teenage boys every weekend. There she would strip naked and sunbathe ... and fuck every boy that came up to her. At first that had resulted in ten or twelve fucks a day, but now that she was expected, the boys gathered early and she got more like fifty or sixty fucks each day.
Around seven, Bill and Frank returned to the lodge, where the day's catch was waiting.
"This one shouldn't take long to train," Frank said.
"No, doesn't look like it. Remember that spunky little lawyer we had couple months ago? I thought we'd have to tear the skin off her back before she was done."
"Yeah, but she turned out good."
"Yeah, well, they all do."
They unlocked the big steel door and went through, then closed it behind them. Then they unlocked the work room door and went in.
Lisa was laying on the rug, curled up in the fetal position. She moaned when she saw them come in.
"Ready to get that tail of yours reamed out, baby?" Bill smiled.
"Throat fuck first, then ass fuck," Frank said, stripping.
"Hey, I know the procedure."
Frank pulled over a chair and dragged the girl to her knees by the hair. Bill removed her gag and she couched and spit.
"Okay, whore, time for sucking cock," Frank sighed, sitting down in front of her. He pulled her face over his cock. He rubbed the rapidly hardening prick over the girl's dazed face, then pressed it against her lips.
"Suck it, slut," he ordered.
She opened her mouth and slipped her lips around his cock, sucking weakly. Frank leaned over and rubbed his hands over her red tit balls, admiring the firmness of the bound mammaries.
"That's it," he drawled. "Suck that cock, slut. Work your tongue around it real nice. Good little slut. We want it all nice and wet and fat when it slides down your throat."
Lisa moaned in response, appalled by the very idea. The long hours she'd spent laying in fear in the dark, the ropes pinching and cutting her soft flesh, digging up into her pussy and asshole and squeezing tightly around her tits, had been filled with the misery of anticipation.
She'd never imagined being fucked in the throat before. Though she had some small experience with sucking cocks she was sure that if the man forced his big cock down her throat he would kill her. Perhaps that would be better, at least then she wouldn't have to allow the other man to fuck her in the ass.
But now all she could do was bob her lips up and down on the man's cock. She didn't know why she had been singled out like this, or what she'd done to deserve it. She didn't think she had acted slutty lately, or dressed in any really provocative way.
She would have liked to ask them, but was afraid to. She sucked steadily, wanting to please the man, hoping he would, after all, be satisfied with her sucking him off and wouldn't want to force his cock down her throat. She felt the other man fiddling with the knots behind her and then grunted as he pulled one of the ropes down and away from her ass, snapping it out from between her pussy lips.
He slid it through the other ropes, then pulled the second rope out of her pussy. She grunted in pain and relief. Her pussy felt sore and raw from the tight scraping and pinching of the rope.
At the same time she felt new fear, because the ropes had at least protected her from abuse back there, and now she was fully exposed to the other man's gaze, the man who'd told her he was going to fuck her ass.
Sure enough his hand began squeezing and rubbing her bare pussy. She felt a finger against her anus, then it poked against her, wiggling inside. She whimpered in fear and embarrassment, still having a hard time believing any man would really want to put his thing back there.
"Okay, sweetie, that's good enough," Frank grunted, jerking her up by the hair. She trembled in anxious fear as he stood up and grinned down at her.
"You about ready to fuck this whore's throat?" Bill asked.
"Yup. Little slut's gonna get a real mouthful."
Lisa looked back and forth with wide eyes, cringing under the awful words. Why did they talk about her like that, she wondered. She wasn't a slut! She wasn't!
"How you wanna do it?"
"I think on the table. I wanna play with these tits. They're so hard and red."
"Yeah, that's the ropes that do that. You guys oughta appreciate me more."
They pulled the girl to her feet then lifted her onto the table, pulling her forward so her head and shoulders were over the edge. Frank stood next to her head, tilting it down and back and pressing his cock against her mouth.
"Okay, slut. I'm gonna slide this right in and down. Swallow it."
"Throw up and you'll eat it," Bill said.
Frank slid his cock into her mouth, then pumped it lightly a few times before punching forward. It smashed against the back of her mouth and then forced its way through and into her throat. She choked and struggled desperately as the thick round slab of meat slid down her gullet.
It was a terrible, unnatural, uncomfortable sensation. Her throat was absolutely packed like a bottle with a long cork in it. His cock was sliding against the sides of her throat, forcing them outwards. She was sure her throat must be bulging.
Frank forced his cock all the way down into her throat, not pausing until his balls were pressing against her nose.
"Ahhh, nice," he grunted. He began to slide his cock up and down Lisa's throat, delighting in the softness, the heat, and the way it kept pulsing and spasming around his prick.
Lisa continued to wiggle and jerk and tremble as the big tool moved back and forth in her throat. But there wasn't much she could do. Frank held her head down easily as he fucked into her face, and the rest of her was too tightly bound.
He fucked back and forth for long seconds, then pulled his cock out, grunting as the cockhead slipped into her mouth. For a moment, Lisa thought she was surely going to throw up, but managed to control herself as she gasped and choked and panted for breath.
"Breath deep, slut," Frank advised. "It's going down again real soon."
"Please," she coughed. "Please."
"Breath, don't' talk."
He rubbed his saliva soaked cock over her face as he held her by the hair, admiring the view of her round tit balls as her chest heaved. Then he pushed his cock back into her mouth and shoved it right down her throat.
"Swallows like a pro," he smiled, burying his cock down the gurgling teen's throat.
He fucked faster this time, his cock pumping back and forth through her lips with a steady, rutting stroke. His cockhead scraping along the inside of her throat as he fucked.
While he face fucked her Bill cut off the girl's garter belt and panties, wanting her completely naked. He pinched her cunt lips and stroked her clitty as he watched Frank's big cock sliding in and out of her full, red lips.
Frank let go of her head, his hands coming down on her red, swollen tits. He squeezed and kneaded the sore flesh as he fucked into her face, sighing in pleasure. As his excitement mounted, though, he seized her head in both hands and began to fuck harder and faster.
His cock pounded into her face with unrestrained fury, sawing back and forth across her tonsils and tongue. His hips smashed into her face, mashing her nose and bruising her jaw as he rutted. Her entire body bounced and jerked on the table as he jerked and pulled on her head and slammed his meat down her gullet.
Then he came, pouring sperm into her throat, groaning in delight as it coated her insides and slid down into her belly.
"Yeah! Ohhhh Yeaahhhhh!" he groaned, spurting silvery white seed into the girl's throat.
"Bout time," Bill complained.
Frank slowed his movements then pulled his cock out. Lisa groaned, barely conscious as her chest expanded for the first time in what seemed hours. She drew in ragged, shaking breaths, sobbing miserably as she felt the ache in her throat and chest.
Bill untied the rest of the ropes binding her, letting her swollen tit mounds free for the first time in hours. She groaned weakly, her legs sliding back against her as she turned onto her side.
He gripped her hair and jerked her roughly off the table, ignoring her scream of pain and surprise.
"On your knees, whore," he snapped, throwing her to the ground. She sobbed as she pushed herself onto all fours, her body aching and her mind blasted by the cruelty and perverted acts her body was being subjected to.
"Bill squatted next to her face, gripping her hair and forcing her head up and back.
"You want it, don't you slut, you want my cock up your asshole, don't you?"
"Nooooooooo," she wailed.
"No? No! You don't like my cock you little whore?" he jerked her head back even harder, drawing a cry of pain. She rose upwards, her hands going behind her head, gripping his wrist, trying to pull his hand free of her brown curls.
He stood up over her, rubbing his cock over her face.
"This is a wonderful cock," he sneered. "You love it. You love all cocks. Don't you!"
"Yeeeeess," she cried. "Say it then!"
"I love cocks! I love cocks!"
"You love my cock too don't you!"
"I love your cock! she sobbed. "You want it to ream out your asshole don't you? Don't you!"
"YEeeEeeeeEeeeeEeess," she sobbed, her voice rising and falling as he twisted her hair savagely from side to side.
"Beg for it then, you filthy slut! "Pleeeease fuck me!"
"Fuck you in the asshole!"
"Please fuck me in ... in the asshoole," she groaned.
"Please butt-fuck me! Say it!"
"Please butt-fuck me! Please butt-fuck me!"
"Say, ream out my tight little slut ass!"
"Re ... ream out my ... ti ... tight little slut ass," she sobbed.
He shoved her forward and she almost hit her face on the ground. She curled her face up in her hands, sobbing piteously as he slid a hand under her cunt and jerked roughly up, positioning her properly. He kicked her legs aside then settled behind her, his cock throbbing.
He hummed pleasantly as he oiled up his cock, fingering the shaking, trembling girl's pussy and ass skin. Then he pressed his cock against her pussy and thrust in hard, drawing gasps and cries from her as he buried it in her twat.
He moved his hips around in a circular motion, twisting his cock around inside her, then began to pump. She was super tight, and he had to grip her hips tightly to hold her in place as her rode her. He gave her cunt no chance to adjust to his prick, delighted in using and abusing the slut.
He tore his cock free and then pressed it against her asshole. More and more pressure came down on the crinkled little opening until his cockhead began to sink through, began to force the hole wider.
Lisa shuddered and thought that she'd be sick, but she clamped her teeth down on her tongue and groaned in pain and misery as she felt the man's cock pushing into her anus. It forced her opening wide and began to sink into her, rutting and jerking and twisting as the man tried to rip her asshole open.
"We shoulda had another slut to help train this one," Frank grunted. "We never shoulda let both go at the same time."
"She'll be okay, once she realizes what she was put on this earth for."
He rammed his hips forward and impaled the whimpering, crying girl, ignoring her howls as he twisted his hips cruelly and forced every last inch of cock up her ass. He snickered, slapping his hands down on her butt and then gripping her hair, jerking her head back.
"There you go, slut. That's what you been begging for ... wagging that round little ass around in everyone's face. You been asking for this and now you got it."
"And she's gonna get it a lot more before we're done," Frank grinned.
Bill began to pump his cock in her tight ass, using her hair like the reins of a horse as he pumped into her. He slid a hand under her arm and gripped a thick mass of tit meat, then squeezed cruelly, digging his fingers into the soft meat, twisting it from side to side as he crushed it in his grip.
He lifted his hands, his arms pulling up against Lisa's arms, going up around them, locking them up and back as his hands linked together behind her head. He forced her up and back, her arms outspread as though she were nailed to a cross. He ground his hips into her soft ass flesh, his prick deep in her guts as he bent her body back, forced her to arch painfully.
His cock thumped up into her guts with short, sharp strokes as he bounced his hips off her ass. He groaned in pleasure, loving the feel of her tight asshole around his sensitive flesh. He threw his weight forward, forcing her over, letting her fall to the ground with him on top.
She hit heavily, her soft breasts crushed beneath their combined weight as he ground his body down into her. His ass rose and fell as he spiked his cock deep into her guts, reaming out her asshole ruthlessly. Her ass cheeks jiggled an bounced beneath his furious strokes as the girl moaned and whimpered in pain.
His cock gushed and his sperm blasted down into the hot sucking depths of her belly. Her asshole sucked on his cock like a vacuum, drawing the last dregs of sperm from his balls as he mashed into her.
He got up with a sigh, leaving her on her face while Frank moved in with some leather restraints. He quickly buckled them around her wrists and ankles, the girl doing nothing to resist, and not even raising her head from the floor.
Bill freed a pair of chains from their hook on the wall and let them hang freely from the ceiling. Then Frank lifted the girl by the hair and led the shambling, stumbling, whimpering girl over beneath them. They raised her arms high and attached the chains to the leather restraints buckled to her wrists.
She was barely on her toes as they let her go, and, when Frank adjusted the chains, lifting them up several inches, she was hanging freely.
Lisa grunted as all her weight came down on her wrists. It hurt, but not that much. Her arms hurt too, but it was bearable. What hurt were the last vestiges of pride that had been torn from her mind and soul. Raped, fucked down the throat, raped again, and now sodomized by this cruel, savage man.
What worse could they do to her, the dazed girl wondered. Had any woman been so degraded, so demeaned, so humiliated?
One of the men moved in front of her and she raised her eyes from the floor, knowing he would tear at her hair if she didn't. He smiled approvingly, as if guessing her thoughts.
"Walking around with these fine titties, this nice tight pussy, wagging that round little ass in people's faces, and then not using them," he shook his head. "That's a crime against mankind."
"Sure as hell is," Frank said.
"Who do you think you are hiding this cunt meat away and not letting men use it?" Bill glared, squeezing Lisa's cunt. "You should've been fucking ten or twenty guys a day. Think of all the pleasure they'd have fucking a hot little piece like you."
"Goddamn shame," Frank said regretfully.
"Years of fucking wasted. All those guys who could have dropped their loads in your cunt or asshole. What a rotten little bitch you are."
"Gonna have to be punished for that," Frank said.
"That's right. Sluts like you who go around and don't share this fine cunt and ass meat need to be punished."
"Hard," Frank said.
"Are you sorry you've been such a bad girl," Bill growled. "Ye ... yes," she squeaked.
"Are you sorry you kept your cunt and asshole closed so tight for so long?"
"Yes," she gulped.
"When we let you go you're gonna fuck lots of guys, aren't you."
"Y ... yes," she said tentatively.
"And you're gonna let em' fuck your ass, aren't you?'
"Y ... y ... yes."
"You're gonna beg for em' to fuck you and stick it up your asshole, aren't you!"
"Yes," she cried.
"Because you're a dirty whore and getting fucked is what you were made for. Right?"
"Yes," she moaned.
Frank raised the riding crop and slashed it down across the girl's shoulders. She howled in shock and pain, her legs kicking and bouncing and flailing wildly as the pain tore through her system. Again the crop lashed down, this time across her lower back. Again she shrieked in maddened pain, dancing and shaking on the end of the chains as she tried to free herself.
Again and again and again the crop hissed through the air. Cracks of noise as it struck soft flesh echoed off the walls, combined with her screams and shrieks of agony. Frank shifted his aim, lancing hot fire across Lisa's bouncing round ass cheeks, drawing an angry red welt across both buttocks.
A second welt crossed it, then a third, then a tenth. Her screams became weaker as he continued to lash her body. Her flesh was enveloped in hot, throbbing agony, each new blow merely building it higher and hotter.
He stopped finally and Bill moved forward, seizing her hair and jerking her head up and aside to so her eyes met his..
"That's what happens to sluts who don't put out," he said. "That's what we think of selfish whores who keep their nice round tits and soft little cunts all to themselves."
Tears trickled down her cheeks as she stared at him in pain and heartache. Her mind had been blasted to shreds by the horrifying pain and she simply couldn't think straight any more. She was dazed and bewildered by what was happening to her, and had no idea how to cope, how to endure through the brutal punishment.
Her legs were pulled down hard and pulled wide open, then chains locked to the floor held them that way Bill picked up the crop and as Frank pulled her head back by the hair, slashed it down across her right breast.
The agony was too much for Lisa and her mind was blown completely away. All that was left was a shrieking, howling, screaming animal caught in a terrible pain that it didn't understand. She screamed and screamed and screamed as the crop lashed her sensitive breasts, the pain howling through her mind and body like a hurricane.
And when it ended, or perhaps, eased, would be a better word, and the two men moved in against her from in front and behind, when their hard cocks slid up into her body, pumping cruelly into her pussy and asshole, she hardly realized it, lost in a world of terror and pain and despair.
It was Friday morning, and Bill was taking a chance. He and the guys were supposed to go hunting that night, to get a companion slut to the one they already had. Lisa was coming along very well, but they wanted to have one in the lodge at all times now There would be a rookie slut, and a senior slut. The senior slut could help train the rookie, then, when the rookie was ready, they'd let the senior slut go and the rookie would become senior, to help train the next new recruit.
But Bill had just come across something so special he decided the guys wouldn't mind him grabbing it alone. After all, the girl could be from anywhere, and could go anywhere, before he could contact the guys.
He'd spotted her by chance while shopping. He'd taken off early from work so he could go to his dentist, but the dentist had called in sick. With he whole afternoon free he was passing time in a big department store, waiting for it to be time to go out to the lodge, when she'd walked past.
She was so utterly beautiful his heart had almost stopped. Young, lithe, slender, graceful, moving like a dancer, feet hardly seeming to touch the floor as she walked along. She had a face so sweet it was angelic, almost unreal. She had huge, deep blue eyes, limpid pools of enchanting light.
Her shoulder length blonde hair flashed like the sun, soft and gleaming like fresh spun silk, it hung around her sweet face like a curtain of gold, tumbling over her shoulders like a waterfall.
She wore a white jumpsuit, but of a definitely more feminine cut than the ones the hunters wore. It pulled in tight at an amazingly narrow waist, then pushed out firmly at her high, full young chest. Her ass was exquisite, better even than the slut they had at the lodge.
Her skin was creamy smooth, and, he was willing to bet, soft as butter. He had to have her, he just had to!
He followed her through the store at a distance, his mind spinning as he tried to figure out how to get her. Did she come in a car? Maybe he could just grab her when she went out to it.
She bought a sweater at one of the counters then, sure enough, her tall, willowy form moved out towards the parking lot.
This was dangerous, he knew, but she was worth it. she was so striking, so elegant and flawless, so sweet and bewitching. Even her voice, which he'd heard as she'd talked to the cashier, was a soft, musical wisp of light and honey.
He followed her out to a small Japanese car, walking casually, looking around. Just as she opened her door and slipped in he stepped around the rear of her car and gripped the door as she was about to close it. She looked up at him in surprise and he shoved her back, shouldering her sideways as he sat down in the driver's seat.
"Hey! she said. "Wha...."
"Shut up," he scowled. He slammed the door and grabbed her arm as she tried to get out the other door, dragging her back. His hand slapped down on her mouth just as she started to scream, blocking the sound as he let his weight push her down sideways on the seat.
He picked up a glove that lay on the dashboard and shoved it in her mouth, then twisted her onto her belly, whipped off his belt and wrapped it tightly around her wrists, binding them together at the small of her back. She was starting to wriggle and thrash heavily now as the fear got ahold of her, but it was too late.
He shoved her onto the floor and then sat up in the driver's seat. She looked up fearfully and he laughed in delight. "Got you," he said.
He still had an hour before Jack would arrive. Lisa was locked in a small cupboard in the dark. He dragged the blonde girl downstairs and flung her on the floor, then went down the hall to check on Lisa.
He opened the door and smiled. Ropes criss crossed her body, pulling up tightly between her pussy lips, circling her breasts, and pinning her arms to her sides. She was hanging from the ropes, and he had worked them cunningly so that most of the weight was concentrated on the ropes between her slit, and on the ones around her tits.
She moaned weakly through the thick gag in her mouth, eyeing him appealingly. She'd been hanging there since yesterday. Well, she could go on hanging there for a while. He had a newer, more interesting things toy to play with.
He closed the door again and went back to the main room. The girl was wriggling on the floor, trying to pull her wrists free of the belt. He flipped her over and removed the glove.
"Hi there."
"Let me go!"
"Okay."
She looked at him warily. "When we're done."
"Done what?" she gulped. "When I and my friends are done with you."
"Wha. ... when will that be?"
"When we think you're ready to go out on your own and stop wasting such a precious recourse."
"What?"
He slid his eyes onto her chest, then let his hands follow. She gasped as he stroked her breasts through the jumper, then moaned fearfully as he seized the zipper and slowly worked it down her chest, then down her belly.
Under the jumper was a lacy white chemise that clung to her with tiny spaghetti thin straps. Her small pink nipples were clearly visible through the diaphanous material.
"Please," she begged, in her wispy voice. "Don't' hurt me."
"But I like hurting pretty girls," he smiled.
He pushed the jumper over her shoulders, then tugged it down her body, jerking it under her ass and down her legs. He popped her little white shoes off with the jumpsuit and leered down at her. She whimpered in embarrassment as her soft, ivory flesh was exposed to his leering view. The chemise was hardly a covering, nor were the matching string bikini panties.
"These your fucking clothes?" he grinned, sliding his hand up under the chemise, stroking the soft skin of her belly and lower chest.
"These make you feel sexy, get your little pussy all hot?
He tore her panties off, exposing her golden furred cunt. Her pussy hair was so light in color that her crack was clearly visible. He smiled down at her, sliding his linger up and down her pussy slit as she stared up in terror, her body trembling like a taut wire.
He knelt between her legs, forcing them wide. His eyes were filled with lust as he slid his hands up and down her thighs, stroked her belly, then shoved the lacy chemise up over her breasts and bunched it up under her arms. Her breasts weren't as large as Lisa's, but they were lovely handfuls, and her nipples, though very small, stuck out long and pointy as her flesh was exposed to the cold air.
The girl laid her head back, closed her eyes and clenched her teeth, as though she was waiting for it all to be finished. Bill didn't want that. He wanted her paying attention.
"Hey, slut. Slut!"
She opened her eyes.
"What's your name, slut?"
"A ... Am ... Amanda," she whimpered.
"Amanda, I am going to fuck you so hard you're not gonna be able to sit down for a week."
She closed her eyes and shuddered and he slapped her face.
"Ahhhh!" she cried, opening her eyes.
"Don't close your eyes, slut. I want you to see this. I want you to pay attention."
He slid a finger into her pussy, wriggling it from side to side. "You're not a virgin, are you, slut?"
She shook her head in fear.
"Good. I hate virgins. Virgins are selfish people. They've got these nice titties, these nice soft, pussies and round little assholes, and they don't let anyone play with them. Don't you think that's selfish, slut?"
"Ye ... yes, sir," she gulped.
"How many boys have you fucked, slut?"
"N ... not many," she gulped.
"How many? A hundred, a thousand?"
"Nooo!" she gasped. "Only two."
"Two? You little whore! You should be fucking guys every day. This nice body here is built to make men happy. You're being selfish! Aren't you!"
"Noo, sir," she moaned.
"Yes, you are, whore!"
He jammed his finger deep into her snatch, drawing a grunt and a gasp of pain from the bound girl. "Dirty slut," he snarled, pumping his fingers in and out. "Keeping your pussy all covered up when there's so many men wanna fuck you."
He eased his pants down and brought out his own stiff pecker, then rubbed it up and down her slit. She stared at it in terror, then closed her eyes again.
"I told you to watch!" he yelled.
Her eyes snapped open and she watched him press his cock against her cunt crack, then jab it inward. She gasped in pain, clenching her teeth again as the pressure against her pussy entrance mounted. His cock began to force her pussy lips apart and slide into her as Bill let his body come down on top of hers.
"Sooo soooooft," he sighed, sliding his hands over her flesh. He rose up and pulled his shirt off, then lay flat atop her, rubbing his body over hers.
Her sharp nipples pushed up firmly against his chest as he crushed her breasts between their ribs. He sighed in pleasure and eased his cock in deeper. His bare ass rose and fell slowly, pumping his cock in deeper with each stroke.
Amanda groaned and whined as her body was brutally abused. Her cunt burned and ached as the man above her lunged down again and again. His cock cleaved her tightly closed fuck tunnel and thrust deep into her body as he mashed his lips down on hers.
He buried his cock inside her lush, warm depths and began to hump slowly, enjoying the softness of her body against him, both inside and out. His hands squeezed and kneaded her soft titties while his cock pumped up and down her fuck channel.
He twisted her head to one side and crushed her lips with his own, stabbing his tongue into her mouth and flickering it around. She moaned in protest, trying to pull her face free, trying to fight his tongue off with her own.
Then he came, his cock pouring sperm down into the girl, bubbling and driving down into her womb as he pounded down with furious excitement.
"Ohhhhh, baby," he sighed. "That was nice."
It was, but he should have waited for the guys to arrive. They were going to be pissed as it was because he'd grabbed her without consulting them.
He checked the clock on the wall, then quickly pulled off her and got back up on his knees. The girl looked up tearfully.
"Don't worry, slut. There's lots more where that came from," he grinned.
He tore her chemise off, leaving her utterly nude, then flipped her onto her belly. He pulled down some ropes and quickly bound her ankles together. He wound more ropes around her legs just below her knees, then put the rope through her legs and around the other rope, binding them tightly.
He wound more rope around her upper legs, just below her ass cheeks, then again slid the rope between her legs and encircled the rope around her thighs. He pulled it as tight as he could, then pulled his belt from around her wrists. She didn't try to fight him as he pulled her wrists together again and wound another rope around them.
He hummed as he worked, enjoying himself. The girl started to cry and he frowned at her, the sound interrupting his work. He pulled down a ball gag from the wall and stuffed it into her mouth, then wrapped the twin cords around her head. With her whimpering quieted he continued his work.