Lia awoke from her rape induced coma to find herself in what looked like a dungeon. She was completely naked and in a cage. She looked around, there were several other women in cages as well. Most of them appeared to be Hispanic. Most of them seemed to be ignoring her, talk amongst themselves through the cages. Lia gasped as she took a more careful look at some of the women. Many of them had scars on their faces, like they’d been cut. Some of them were missing ears, one was missing her nose. Several were missing fingers and toes. All of them had hooks imbedded in their nipples although some of the girls didn’t have both nipples. Lia could only assume that she’d been given to the client and that this would be her fate. She knew she was out of the states and far from her father’s reach. Tears started to well up in Lia’s pretty blue eyes as she curled up in the corner of the cage and started to cry, thinking about never seeing her friends and her over protective father again. Imagining her pretty features destroyed by some freak. Lia didn’t notice at first but the girls had started to take notice of her.
“Oh look the white girl is crying.” one of the girls said. She had a thick accent, but seemed to speak perfect english.
“Don’t worry gringa, you’ll be fine. Manuel doesn’t keep his pets down here long. Just his whores.” another woman said, a bit of bitterness in her voice. “Just make sure you stay his pet and you’ll be fine.” Lia listened as some of the women tried to comfort her, but it didn’t help. She was going to be some man’s pet and there was nothing anyone could do to stop it. A door opened and the women all got quiet. A large man with a sack over his head and eye holes cut out of the sack. The man was even larger than Angus, standing somewhere in the neighborhood of 7ft tall, but he was built like Marcus only thicker. The well muscled giant grabbed a water hose and turned it on full blast, then he systematically started spraying the naked women in the cages. They yelled and cursed as the powerful hose bombarded their soft bodies with hot water. A few of them simply sat there, used to the pain and pressure of the hose. Then he turned to Lia. He looked her over.
“Genahlia!” the man called out. Lia was shocked. That was her real name, but she never went by it, always preferring to go by Lia instead. Lia looked up hearing her name and started to tremble. The massive man lifted the cage from over her with ease. “Come please.” He said in a gruff, strongly accented tone. Lia stood up and started to follow the huge man. For a moment she considered running or trying to escape, but she was genuinely terrified. Considering the state of the other women, she didn’t want to risk any of that happening to her. Lia was led up several flights of stairs, through a kitchen, then several hallways, finally to a huge room. It was decorated in lavish reds, deep purples and some gold. At the end of the room there was several thrones and one central throne. There were several people sitting in the thrones talking to one another as Lia was lead to them. She stood before the five people completely naked.
“Welcome my pet.” The man in the central throne said. “I am Manuel. These are my associates. Carlos, Juan, Jesus, and Lupe. Carlos was a dark skinned, short, fat, greasy looking man with slicked back hair and ugly features. Juan was his complete contrast. Thin, tall, light skinned man with tousled hair and handsome features. Jesus was about average, but very hairy and had a thick beard. Lupe was the only woman in the group. She was a tiny little woman just about Lia’s size with massive 36DD breast. She also wore a collar, with a chain on it. The chain was connected to Manuel’s throne. Manuel was a tall dark skinned man. He was hairy, but not as bad as Jesus. He had long dark hair slicked back into a pony tail and handsome features as well. He also spoke perfect english with only a slight accent. “Come to me Lia.” Manuel said kindly. Lia looked down as she made her way up to the stairs to the area between the 5 thrones. “On your knees Ms. Harrison.” Manuel continued. Lia obediently got down on her knees. “Are you scared pet.” Manuel asked taking a more gentle tone. Lia nodded. “You may speak pet.”
“Y…y…yes sir.” Lia squeaked out.
The others laughed. “You have nothing to fear as long as you’re a good pet. Do you understand.”
“Y…yes sir.” Lia said, trying to shake her fear. She could do that. She could be a good pet, she thought. As long as they didn’t hurt her, she’d be good.
“Crawl over and kiss me and my friends feet.” Manuel commanded. Lia got down on her hands and knees and started kissing their feet. Lupe was last. She had small cute feet, just alittle larger than Lia’s. As Lia kissed her feet, she started trying to press her foot into Lia’s mouth. Lia opened her mouth and allowed Lupe to stick her toes in her mouth. Lupe started trying to force more of her foot into Lia’s mouth. Lia tried take as much of Lupe’s foot as she could.
“Chupa! Chupa!!” Lupe yelled, standing from her throne.
“Enough!” Manuel said, pulling the chain connected to his throne, forcing Lupe back into her throne. “Lia is my pet. Remember that Lia. You belong to me. You don’t have to do anything but what I command. Slap Lupe.” Manuel said. Lia stood up and stared into Lupe’s eyes. She could see the anger in Lupe’s face, but this was Lia’s chance to vent some of her frustration, and so she slapped Lupe right across her mouth, hitting her hard enough to draw blood. Lupe shot up from her throne, but was instantly yanked back down. “Know your place, Lupe!” Manuel yelled. Lupe looked back at him hatefully but held her tongue. “Everyone, take in my beautiful new pet.” Manuel said, leaning back in his throne. The others got up from their throne and began groping and prodding Lia’s nubile young body. Lia closed her eyes as she could feel tears welling up once again.
Lia was molested for several minutes before she was lead up to a different room. This room was well decorated and had many modern amenities. She had a TV but no computer. For the first time since she was kidnapped she was able to tell what day it was and how long she’d been missing. She discovered that she’d been missing for almost a month. Much of the television was in spanish, but that was fine, she didn’t care much for TVs or movies or anything. She just wanted to go home. She missed her family and friends. Just then a woman walked in. She was one of the ladies from before. She had several sets of clothing.
“These are for you.” The lady said, eyes lowered.
“Thank you.” Lia replied. The lady bowed and walked out. Lia put on the long t-shirt and a pair of jogging pants. She’d been so exposed lately it felt good just to be covered up. To be able to have some modesty. Lia started writing. Nothing in particular, just what was on her mind. She had no one to talk to, no one to vent to, so she just put it on paper. It felt good to be able to vent and not be punished. She thought back to the women in the dungeon and how they were scarred and disfigured and how she didn’t want to end up like them. Am I broken? Lia thought. Lia started thinking about her actions. How scared she was, how she’d do anything just not to be hurt. I can’t let them break me. I can’t! Lia screamed in her head.