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 This story is dealing with non-consensual BDSM....It is not true.  It is
purely a product of my imagination.  If you are under 18 or are repulsed by
reading about fictional Rape, non-consensual sex, or BDSM then please skip
over this.  As with any of my work it is copyright protected to DandyMandy
and may not be used anywhere else without permission from me.

   The Night That Forever Changed My Life Chapter 2

   Once more I asked to use the phone.  My question was met with a sharp
answer from the dark haired brother..."This phone doesn't work, you will
have to use the one downstairs".  Looking back at this now, I should have
paid more attention to the looks that were exchanged between the three of
them at that point..but I didn't.  You know that hindsight is 20/20.

   The blonde brother said for me to follow him.  All I wanted to do was
just call the tow truck company and get out of there.  I once again found
myself following behind the brother with the "ass" from hell.  Looking
around as we walked I asked him where his dad was.  He let me know quickly
that his dad was away for the weekend.  For some reason that made me feel a
little uneasy but as I said, I just wanted to use the phone and leave.

   Reaching the top of the steps he moved to let me go ahead of him down
the stairs.  When we got to the bottom I froze.  There before my eyes was
the most wicked room I had ever seen.  There were floggers, and crops and
all sorts of bdsm toys hanging on the wall.  There was a medical table in
the center of the room surrounded by all kinds of weird looking pieces of
furniture.  I turned to look at the blonde, my voice very shaky...."What is
this, where is the phone"?  I just want to get back to my car and go home!!
Continuing to look around the room I noticed the stone walls, no windows,
even more strange furniture and I panicked.  It hit me immediately that I
was in a dungeon....a BDSM Dungeon.  I turned to walk back up the steps.  I
had to get out of there, and back to the safety of outside, somehow knowing
that I would feel safer outside than in this room.

   As I started to climb the stairs the dark haired brother and the girl
stood at the top getting ready to come down.  Looking up at them with fear
in my eyes I softly whispered, "I need to get back to my car...can you call
the local garage and tell them to send a tow truck?" My fear came back with
a rush as the dark haired brother laughed..."Listen, you snobby Bitch...you
are not going anywhere but on my cock".  I gasped.  "What, wait, I need to
get to my car...my boyfriend will be looking for me soon and he will come
here first".  "Hey, he will never know you are here hon"....said the girl.
"You can scream and cry and moan and wail and no one will hear you down
here.  Even their dad can't hear when we are down here and he is
upstairs...we worked hard to get this room right."

   I stood there shaking like a leaf and wondering what they wanted to do
to me.  I didn't have to wait long before the girl spoke clearly to
me..."Hello Amanda, let me introduce all of us to you.  I am Belinda, the
dark haired brother is Jason and the blonde one is Jeff....we have been
waiting for something like this to happen to you.  We knew one day we would
get you here for some reason.  It just happened sooner than we thought and
on a lot better weekend since their dad is out of town.  Look around the
room Amanda.  You are about to be used as our playtoy, our slave...and we
guarantee you will like it in the end."

   I stood there...not knowing what to do...wondering how to get out of
this.  My heart was pounding out of my chest.  I was more scared than I had
ever been in my life.  I looked at Belinda, "What do you want to do to me"?
I am not bisexual.  She looked at me with the most evil grin I have seen on
a woman and said, "You will be by the time you leave here".  I screamed
out, "NOOOOOOOO, noooo you can't do that to me." She just laughed and
looked at Jason and Jeff..."Get her tied up to the chains hanging down from
the ceiling...take her clothes off and get her all ready for us to use that
sweet little body of hers." I felt tears rolling down my cheeks as I heard
her saying those things...then I screamed out again..struggling to break
away from Jeff and Jason as they pulled me over to the chains hanging down
from the ceiling.

   They held on tight to my arms...I could feel the strength they had and
knew I was overpowered by them but I could not just stand there and let
them use me as Belinda had mentioned.  I screamed, I cried, I fought, I bit
them, I clawed them...I did everything I could to try and get free and
nothing did any good.  Suddenly I felt them pulling down the zipper on my
dress.  That made me struggle more.  I tried to lay down in the
floor....anything to get away from them but they never waivered in their
determination to place me in the chains.  They ripped all of my clothes
from me.  My dress, my bra, my panties...leaving me in only my thigh high
hose and heels.  I gave one final effort to break free from them before
they cuffed my hands...knowing after they did that that I was gone.  They
would have me totally under their control.  I lifted my leg and kicked at
both Jason and Jeff furiously..trying hard to kick them in the balls.  It
did no good.  They somehow managed to get my hands up and into the cuffs.
When they moved away from me, I was panting...sweat was rolling down my
forehead.  I was still screaming and crying.  Watching like a hawk I saw
Jeff moving back to me.  He grabbed one ankle and pulled it over to the
hook in the floor, putting an ankle cuff on me and then hooking it.  I was
kicking and squirming and struggling to get away....but in my heart I knew
it was helpless.  I was theirs to do with as they wanted and all I could do
was stand there and take it.

   Continued --

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