Tied Up

Chapter 13

It's party time - Amy

It's been a long time since the last time I got raped in this cage. Beard man raped me. I am now a slave

of them and sold to some unknown man. My name is no longer Amy. I no longer own my freedom.

Whilst the days I have been trapped here. Girls have been sent and brought out from their cages.

Some girls got raped the moment they got here, some got abused heavily, some tried to run but end up

giving her life away but I am a survivor, I will never give up that easily. I believe one day there will be a

chance that I can run as from here then the first thing I will do is to report about this place and save

everyone from this living hell hole.

Today many of the girls were chosen and standing in front of the cell.

“You! Come out.”

A man with a scanner in his hand opening my door. He scans the code on my arm, my prisoner number

with a sound of the beep.

“Go and follow the rest of them.” he said while he touches my nipple and twisting it painfully.

“Get your filthy hands off me!” I tried to pull myself away from his filthy claws.But my strength was

nothing compared to his. The man holds my neck and pushes me against the wall, my feet dangling in

the air.

“Slave, remember you are nothing but a slave. Your life belongs to me and I can choose to do whatever

I can with it.” Then he throws me on the ground with a spit on my face.

Shame, that is all I can feel. Asking myself repeatedly what have I done.

I followed the group of girls that we're chosen and waiting in front of me. Most of the girls are naked

and shivering. Some girls hold on to each other, hoping they can escape from this nightmare.

There are men holding guns in their hand and one of them says,

“Alright, let's get the girls prepared. I don't want our guests to be waiting.”

The girls following one by one, passing several gates with passcodes.

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I'm counting the number of gates we've passed, trying to remember the way out of this place.

Four, five...

Suddenly the girls have stopped walking.

“Alright, five of you go in there. The next five goes in the other room.” The man in front assigning five

girls into one room.

“You, go in!” I was focusing and didn't heard the room I was assigned to go and for that, I got hit by a

slap on the face.

I immediately followed the girls in front, an armed man followed behind me. Now I know what's

happening. We are given a bath here.

“Finish your bath within 5 mins, I want all your pussy clean and fresh.”

Five of us starting at the floor, not wanting to bath as a showcase for him.

“Bath! Or else I will whip you until you bleed.” The man shouted at us. All of us immediately rushed

over to the showerheads.

Coldwater spraying on our bodies.

“Bath sexier you bunch of whores. Don't you know how to make a man hard!”

The man shoots at the wall behind us.

Five of us tried to do the best we can. The man touching his balls. He looks at his watch.

“Times up. Let's go.”

The man bringing us to another door where I have no idea what's ahead.