Author note: this is 100% not real and totally a made up fantasy. Comments, messages and requests are always welcome. Thank you for reading <3.
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Hello, and welcome to The Warehouse. There’s a special section of The Warehouse reserved for top tier members to securely bring and store their own toys and stock. This is a story about that area.
Today had been a long day for Molly, she worked at 12 hour shift at the diner just off the highway. She exited the run down building and headed to her car. Just as she unlocked the door, something struck the side of her head and poor little Molly fell unconscious.
The man had been watching her for weeks, knew her routine, that she had no family, and that today was her usual 12 hour shift, making her less aware of her surroundings. Molly was a beautiful 18 year old with long auburn hair, a cute little button nose, crystal clear blue eyes and a body to kill for. At about 5’2, she had a pert ass, curvy hips and a set of perky DD’s.
He hit Molly hard enough to knock her out and dragged her unconscious body into the trunk of his car. He lifted her skirt and used his pocket knife to slice off her white cotton panties, noting the small bush covering her little pussy that would have to change. After wading up her panties, he shoved them in her mouth and taped them in, careful not to cover her nose, then he tied her ankles with a length of rope and handcuffed her wrists together. He stood back to admire his work before closing the trunk and heading to what would be Molly’s new home.
Molly woke with a start and took a moment to orient herself before the panic set in. Her mouth was full of something she would soon realize were her own panties. All of her clothes had been removed and she shivered uncontrollably. Her wrists were handcuffed to a chain attached to the ceiling and her arms were stretched uncomfortably over her head. The tips of her toes barely touched the floor, her ankles spread as wide as possible by a thick metal bar attached to a cuff on each of her slender ankles.
“Hello Molly, welcome to your new home,” came a masculine voice over a crackling speaker in the room. Molly whimpered and struggled and tried to move and look around.
“There are rules, Molly and if you follow them, your time here will be… less painful. If you choose not to follow my rules, you will be punished,” as he said that, an electric shock shot through Molly’s body causing her to scream through her panty gag. “Good girl. You’ve had a demonstration now, you’ll behave, right?” He asked as Molly frantically nodded her head, tears falling from her eyes.
“Shortly, you will be cleaned and prepared for me. You will follow all instructions given to you by whomever enters the room. If you fail to obey on the first command, you will be punished. Nod if you understand, Molly” said the voice and Molly nodded quickly.
A door creaked open in the corner of the room and a small Asian woman entered. She was totally nude save for the collar around her throat, her small breasts and slim body fully on display. The woman walked behind Molly and picked up a garden hose with a sprayer and began to hose off the young woman with the frigid water. Molly wailed and screeched begging for the woman to stop as the water sprayed brutally at her soft ass cheeks and back before the woman moved to the front to direct the harsh spray between her exposed pussy lips and across her sensitive nipples. Molly continued to shiver and cry as the spray of water finally stopped.
“I have a series of questions to ask you while I shave your hairy cunt. You must answer all questions verbally. Do not move while I’m shaving or you may be injured. Screaming will result in punishment. No one can help you. Understand?” The woman spoke softly but devoid of emotion and Molly nodded once more as silent tears fell down her cheeks. The woman ripped the tape off Molly’s face, causing her to whimper and pulled the panties out of her mouth, setting them onto a small table in the corner of the room. She returned to Molly’s side with shaving cream, a razor and a warm cloth and began to lather the young girls mound and pussy lips to be shaved.
“How old are you?” The woman asked.
Molly hesitated and whimpered “18, please help me.”
The woman reached up and roughly pinched Molly’s right nipple before twisting it, making her squeal and try to move away. “No one will help you. Are you a virgin?”
Molly nodded without speaking. The woman reached behind Molly and brought her hand down hard on each of Molly’s ass cheeks. “You will answer with words. Understand?”
Molly nodded again and caught herself, “Yes, I understand. I am a virgin.”
“Have you ever had your ass fucked?”
Stunned, Molly shook her head, this results in a succession of 5 brutal slaps to her cunt lips which were now totally hairless.
“You’re bad at following instructions. You will learn,” muttered the Asian woman before she cleaned up the shaving gear and stuffed Molly’s panties back in her mouth, placing a fresh layer of tape overtop. “I’m going to unhook your hands, you will be brought to your room. Do yourself a favour and follow instructions, it will hurt less.”
The woman unhooked Molly’s hands from the ceiling chain and dragged the young girl towards the door. Molly had a hard time shuffling with her legs still spread wide by the metal bar, she had to turn sideways to shuffle out the door.
Molly was dragged down 2 long hallways, the first was quiet except for the sounds of whimpering coming from a few of the rooms. The second hallway had a guard at the door who didn’t seem to care that Molly saw him leering at her. Molly was shuffled through the hallway and stopped at a door marked with her name in big bold letters. The door opened to Molly’s nightmare. In the middle of the room was a large padded bench with a large belt attached to it. In the far left corner, a small cot with no pillow or blanket. The walls were lined with a variety of instruments Molly’s mind couldn’t quite understand…. Was that a fluffy tail attached to a thick black base? One wall seemed to be covered in an assortment of things meant for pain, whips, paddles, clamps, a wheel with spikes on it, Molly’s head was spinning. She was quickly directed to the centre of the room, beside the large padded bench.
“Bend at the waist and rest your abdomen on the bench,” said the woman quietly.
Molly hesitated, began to whimper and shook her head no.
“I will not ask again, Molly. Bend at the waist and rest your stomach on the bench or I will have the guard make you,” she spoke calmly as she spanked Molly’s bare ass roughly.
Molly cried out through her saliva soaked panties and did as she was told. Her waist was belted to the bench, her breasts hanging freely over the edge, her legs had been unchained and tied again as wide apart as she could stretch and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t close them.
Without another word, the woman exited the room, shutting off the light as she went. Molly cried quietly in the dark, waiting.
She didn’t know how long it had been before the door to the room clicked open and heavy steps entered the room.
“Hello again sweet Molly. I heard there were issues with following directions. First you shall be punished, then we will speak,” said the same voice that had come over the speaker before.
The man grabbed a blindfold, pair of nipple clamps, and a heavy leather paddle from the wall before walking towards Molly. He covered her eyes with the blindfold first, preferring to remain anonymous for now. He trailed his hand down the side of Molly’s face, delighting in her flinch before wrapping his hand around her delicate throat and squeezing. “You will behave, my little slave or this punishment will be the first of many,” he promised before releasing her throat.
He slid his hand down towards her hanging tits before squeezing each large globe, making the girl whimper and try to escape his touch. He slapped her tits over and over and over again, turning them a beautiful rosy pink colour before pinching her erect nipples and twisting. Had she not been gagged, Molly’s scream would have been heard through the halls. While she was still wailing, he attached the metal clamps to each nipple eliciting new squeals. When her squeals quieted to whimpers, he gave the clamps a gentle tug before moving behind her. He ran his hands down her spine, feeling her shiver. He stood behind her exposed ass and pussy, using his fingers to pinch her pink cunt lips and examine to make sure all the hair was gone. Molly’s hips began shifting to try and escape his touch and scrutiny. Grabbing the paddle, he brought it down firmly on the globes of her ass cheeks. Alternating sides, raining down blows progressively harder until her pale flesh glowed a deep red.
“Good little slut slave,” he cooed while rubbing her burning ass cheeks, “I bet you liked that. Would your little virgin cunt be wet if I slid my finger through your folds?” He asked crudely while Molly frantically shook her head from side to side. He slid his fingers between her ass cheeks, stopping to circle the tight ring of her back door before slipping into her moist cunt.
“You are wet, you filthy slut. You like being punished, don’t you?” He asked while sliding a second finger into her wetness. Molly whimpered and moaned as he withdrew his fingers. He ripped the tape from her mouth and pulled out the little cotton panties before shoving his fingers soaked in her pussy juice into her mouth. “Suck my fingers you little slut and taste your virgin cunt juices.”
Molly whimpered and closed her lips around his fingers but refused to suck. She felt the cotton panties being shoved into her slick pussy while he began to piston his fingers in and out of her mouth. “Suck them like a good slut and I might let you cum. You’d like to cum, wouldn’t you?” He asked sweetly. Molly began to suck and lick the finger in her mouth, tasting her sweet but salty pussy juices.
“You’re such a good slut. Say it back to me, say ‘Thank you Sir, I’m such a good slut'” he withdrew his fingers from her mouth but continued stuffing the panties into her cunt, soaking up her juices.
“Th….th-thank… you Ssssir,” Molly whimpered and shook her head, “I-I cccan’t say the rrrrrest.”
“Oh little slut, yes you can. You have to say it all or you don’t get to cum and I’ll have to punish you again. Say it now,” he demanded as he tugged hard on the nipple clamps.
“Th… thank you… Sssir. I’m ssssssuch… a good…. slut” she whispered the last word so it was barely audible.
“Now now little slut, I barely heard that. One more time. This is your last chance,” he tugged the nipple clamps again making the little slut whimper and cry.
“Thank you Sir…. I’m such… I’m such a good slut,” she forced our whole sobbing quietly.
“Good slut! You are a good slut indeed. Now we have some rules to go over. You’ve met Aimee, she will be somewhat of your mentor, you are to listen to her at all times and follow all directions or you will be punished with the shock you experienced when you first arrived. You are not to touch yourself unless directed to do so, this includes removing anything that Aimee or I have put on you or touching your slutty little pussy. No one here will help you, attempts to escape will be severely punished. Do you understand slut?”
“Yes Sir,” the girl said quietly.
“Good slut,” he praised, gently rubbing his hand over her sore ass cheeks, “now would you like to cum, slut? You’ve gotta ask your Sir to cum.”
Molly shook her head no.
“I’ll give you one more chance to accept my generosity,” he said, pulling her pussy juice soaked panties out of her cunt and pulling the over her head to hang infront of her nose and mouth, “your pussy is wet enough to soak your little cotton panties, slut. I think your pussy wants to cum or do you need me to spank it until you squirt all over the floor like a dirty slut?” He rubbed his fingers around her clit, causing the girl to shift her hips to meet his fingers.
“Please Sir, just leave me alone,” she whimpered.
“No, little slut. No,” he growled, bring his hand down hard on her exposed clit, causing the girl to scream.
He moved behind the bound girl and started to undo his pants, his rock hard 8 inch cock springing free immediately. He was going to take her virgin cunt now. He wanted to wait but fuck, the crying, the whimpers, it was too much for him to deny his need anymore. He lined the thick head of his cock up with her virgin hole and shoved the tip in slowly, feeling the tightness around him.
Molly began to wail and beg, “No, please, no Sir!!! I’ll be a good slut!!! Please don’t fuck my pussy!!!” She thrashed in her bindings, unable to escape his assault.
He shoved all the way into her virgin pussy, smashing through her hymen until he was fully seated, balls resting against her mound and let out a long loud groan. “God, your little virgin pussy is so perfect. I can feel your cunt walls squeezing my cock. Oh god, yeah, such a good slut,” he moaned over her cries of protest, smacking her ass at random intervals to make her flinch and clench her sex around his cock.
He didn’t want to give her long to adjusted and started a brutal pace, fucking her cunt roughly and smacking her ass. He reached under her and began pinching and twisting her clit, “come on little slut, you know you want to cum all over my cock.”
Molly’s cries reached a crescendo and she wailed as she came, her walls squeezing his cock in a death grip. He pumped brutally into her pussy a few more times before his own orgasm found him emptying deep inside her deflowered cunt. He pumped a few more times before slipping out, watching his seed mix with the blood of her virginity. He walked over to the wall of toys and grabbed a plug slightly larger than his cock. “You did so well me little slut slave. Your poor little cunny must be so sore,” he cooed at the bound girl.
“Yes Sir, it hurts so much,” she cried, tears leaking passed the blindfold that still covered her eyes.
In a rare moment of kindness, he applied a generous amount of lube to the plug before inserting it firmly in her gaping pussy. Molly screamed and thrashed as he grabbed a series of belts to hold the plug deep inside.
“We can’t have my seed leaking out of you, little slut. This plug stays in until I fuck your little cunt again,” he said before heading back to the toy wall for a medium sized butt plug. Again he lubed it up generously before shifting the belt aside and sliding it deep into her virgin anus. Molly wailed again and begged the man to stop.
“Please Sir, please stop,” cried Molly.
He walked in front of her and pulled the nipple clamps until the fell off, causing more pained wails to fall from the girls mouth. “We’re done for today, slut. Aimee will return to get you situated in your bed for the night. Now, be a good slut and thank your master for claiming your worthless pussy and allowing you to cum.”
Molly whimpered, the pain in her abused pussy and newly stuffed asshole, too much for her to formulate more words. Her owner slapped a hand hard on the large plug wedge in her cunt, causing it to push further into her painfully.
“Thank you Sir for allowing me to cum,” she whimpered as he nudged the plug again to spur her on, “and for claiming my worthless pussy.”
He smacked her teets again, “from now on, you’ll refer to yourself as slut, because that’s what you are. Your body belongs to me. Your worthless cunt is now mine.”
“Thank you Sir for allowing slut to cum and for claiming sluts worthless pussy,” she said quietly, hoping she got it right this time and he would stop nudging the plugs filling her holes.
“Good slut. Rest now,” he said before slapping the plugs one more time and existing the room.
Silence engulfed Molly as she quietly sobbed. Again she waited….
The end. For now.