Journey to slavery

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Chapter 2

Tracy was out for a jog it, was a nice evening. She was happy to be jogging and the young 22-year-old old had been out for a while. She was wearing a sports bra and shorts. The bra was not doing much to hide her big boobs, but that wasn't important to her, it was a nice evening. She was listening to her music.  Enjoying her youth and energy she had no idea that her life was about to change forever. She didn't notice that someone was watching her.She was about to make another lap when somebody jumped her and pushed her off the road. She was completely disoriented. She tried to organize herself, but two big pairs of arms grabbed hers and pulled her further into the forest. She tried to scream when a cloth was shoved into her mouth.She saw a man with a ski mask on holding a big knife. "You better be quiet bitch” he said.

TRACY

 I've never been so terrified in all my life when I saw that knife pointed at me. I don't think I would have been able to scream if that gag wasn't in my mouth, I was just so terrified. I was hoping they would just rob me, but I was afraid they wanted other things.

“Get on your knees and suck me off bitch” one of the men snarled. I was terrified when he said that, I've never been that good with blowjobs I don't like that stuff in my mouth.

 The other man forced me to my knees and took the gag out of my mouth.

I gagged as he forced that filthy dick of his in my mouth, but I did my best to suck him. But I've never been good at it. While I was sucking him the other man zipped tied my hands behind my back. I was hoping that this was all he wanted but it didn't matter really. 

 The next thing I knew the second man was grabbing me by my hair and pulling me behind them.

"You make a sound bitch you're gonna pay for it"

He pushed me towards the first guy who pointed another knife at me. The one behind me poked me in the back with his. Not enough to draw blood, just enough to make it clear that running wouldn't help me.

They made me walk to a clearing behind a building that was some way from the park. Nobody was going to bother us here, at least nobody was likely to. The only thing there was a dumpster and the ground was even paved.

"I've got a question for you bitch. Do you wanna live?"

"Yes, sir." I said quietly. 

"Good then you be a good girl” he said, cutting the zip tie holding my wrists together. 

"Give me your wallet."

I handed him my wallet.

He opened it in disgust.”Thirty five dollars bitch, that's all you've got? Thirty-five fucking dollars. Not good enough, you goddamned whore!” He said, tossing it to the other man. 

“I-I’m s-sorry!” I replied, not really believing that I was actually apologizing for not having enough money for the men who had just orally raped me to rob me of. 

The man shoved me back down onto the blanket and asked the other one, “What’s this cunt’s name?” 

“Tracy, it says on her driver's license,” the man behind me responded. 

“Well, Tracy,” the man in front said to me, “you weren’t too enthusiastic about showing us a good time, and you didn’t provide us with enough money to go party with. Can you give me any reason I should let you go on living?” 

“P-please don’t k-kill me!” was all I could think to say. 

“Make her beg good and proper,” the one in front said. “Up on her knees.” 

“You heard him,” the man behind me said.

Slowly, shakily, PAINFULLY I struggled up into a kneeling position and, with my head hanging, said, “p-please d-don’t kill me sir!” 

“Show me some respect,” number one told me. “Call me... your benevolence.” 

“Please don’t kill me your  benevolence.” I felt so sick begging this maniac. 

“What are you willing to do in order to be allowed to stay alive?” he asked. It was obvious that he and his friends were enjoying my humiliation.

"Anything you want... please." 

Okay get naked, maybe you can whore your way to mercy.  

 “Please, no, don't! Please! I' haven't been with a lot of men, I'm not good with them”

“Then it's past time you learned to rock and roll, cunt! I figure you should put on a show for us Tracy, and then we'll let you go. If you refuse, first we rape you. Then we kill you. Now, strip, and dance for us while you do it! I want you to do a real strip-tease act for me and my buddies."

I couldn't help it. My eyes were glued to their bodies, like a stunned deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. I slowly began to remove my clothing, knowing I had no choice. If only I survived this, I silently swore, i would never leave the house or go to any public place alone again. 

I hesitated as I reached the point where all I was wearing was my bra and panties. I know I'm good-looking, but the way those men's eyes were bugging out, you'd think they were looking at a centerfold in one of those disgusting porn magazines! 

"Shit, Tracy, you're fucking awesome! Now, move around, bitch! Dance while you take off your bra and panties, babe! I want to see those big round tits of yours bouncing and those sweet hips of yours swaying for us. Come on, do it, bitch!"

Slowly I began to sway my hips, sobbing with humiliation and fear as I slowly reached behind to unfasten my bra. I let it slide off my shoulders and fall to the floor.

"Shit, babe, you got the sweetest ta-tas I've ever seen! I'm gonna get my hands on those knockers of yours, slut,  while I pound that sweet little pussy of yours. I want to see that now, Tracy. Show us your pussy, babe."

Even more slowly, my eyes full of tears and pleading silently for mercy, I bent over and slid my pastel pink panties down my thighs and legs until I stepped from them, totally nude. I shivered and placed one hand over my breasts and one hand over the small patch of golden curls between my thighs.

I stepped out of my panties for the first in public, or at least outside. I went to put my hands over my breasts but the one behind me held my hands behind my back and began to zip tie them together again. 

 Once my hands were tied behind my back he shoved me to my knees on the ground, hard.

"Hey, I bet she's a virgin back there too." 

I've heard horrible things about anal sex, I've heard it really hurts. I'm getting goosebumps and I wonder if that's because it's getting colder, or because they're talking about raping my virgin ass. 

 "No sir, please, not back there." 

 “Why Tracy? Are you saying now that you want to fuck us with your pussy and mouth a whole lot?"

 “Yes, sir please use my other two holes sir, I'll be very good sir”.

He stepped forward and slapped me across the face.

“What the fuck happened to “Your Benevolence”?” He demanded angrily. 

“I-I’m sorry Your Benevolence” I responded quietly. 

I'm terrified of what these you're gonna do to me their cocks are really big and it's bad enough they're gonna take my virginity.

 I can't believe I'm begging them to just leave my ass alone.

“Okay bitch, if that's really what you want, we’ll only take your other two holes. But you have to promise to be very good."

 "Yes Your Benevolence” I say, almost relieved.

It was right then that I felt pressure against my asshole, the man behind me was already beginning to fuck me there.

 “No! You  promised!” I cried

The one in front of me laughed as the one behind began shoving his dick further in my ass. It felt like I was constipated with the biggest bowel movement of my life. But thinking back it really really hurt.

“Tracy, you stupid cunt, let me explain something.We can do whatever we want because no-one is coming to stop us.

After we're finished raping you, the question is whether or not we let you live. We can do whatever we want. We are men and you are a pretty, stupid, little thing. Oh, and you’re tied up as well”.

 The man behind me finally had his cock all the way up my ass. I was crying and begging him to take it out.

"Please it hurts so much. Please, I'm begging you please, please , please, the pain is just too much"

The man behind me just laughed as he came inside of my ass.

As he pulled out, the man in front began to walk towards me. I finally saw the face of the man behind me as he had now moved in front of me. He had my shit all over his dick as he waved it in my face.

 When he ordered me to clean it I thought I would puke, but I knew that I had no choice.

Licking my own shit off of his dick was a new low for me. Once that was finished he smiled as he shoved his cock right back into my mouth and ordered me to suck it. Before I could even register what was happening the other man began to shove his dick in my ass which was still very sore from the first round. It felt horrible as the two of them double fucked me for I don't know how long.

 Once they've both cum in my ass and I've cleaned both their dicks I knew what was coming next. 

One of the men gave me a really hard kick in the ass.

“Well Tracy I think it's time for you to become a woman. Don't you?"

"Yes sir." I said in a quiet voice “I'm afraid of any more trouble”

“Well trouble is what you’re gunna see” as he slapped both of my tits, hard. “What did I say about calling me Your Benevolence?”

"Hey I think the bitch is forgetting our deal that if she's really good we'll let her live, but she doesn't sound like she's having fun. And she’s forgetting her lines”

 "No sir please" I'm having fun I lie desperately. “And I’ll remember your title”

 “Okay then, beg us to take your virginity”.

 I began to beg, although I think I would have preferred to be killed almost.

“Please take my virginity. Please, I want to lose my virginity to strong men like you. I want you to make me a woman and hopefully a slut.  Please put your cocks in me and make sure that my first time is very memorable.  I want to remember it every time I ever touch myself."

Saying this was so humiliating and horrible. I know I’m probably gonna remember it every time I have sex. And the way they were laughing at me, they were probably enjoying it more.

The first one grabbed me by my hair, forced me against a tree and then he shoved his dick in my pussy.

The other one was laughing as he watched his friend rape me and take my purity that I was saving for someone special. And now I just lost it to rape against a tree.

I have no idea how long it lasted before he pulled out and came all over my face.

The worst part was he made me clean my virginity off of his dick..

The other one then threw me to the ground and raped me. He was much harder and nastier and bigger than the first guy.

It was really cold by then and they started a fire. I was relieved until I saw them throwing my clothes and shoes in for fuel.

I briefly wondered how I was gonna get home. 

I was completely naked,  And it was pretty clear that I wasn't going to get dressed, now that the only possessions I had on me went up in flames. 

" Hey Tracy you're not smiling, I want you to start smiling."

"Yeah we wouldn't want to think you're not having the time of your life"

 I start smiling as the fire takes everything that I have on me. I actually try warming up but they push me away.

I just smile, standing there naked and tied. Smiling, wondering if they were going to kill me, or worse, maybe they'll throw me in. I just smile as bright as I can while the men who raped me enjoy warming themselves up.

"Well Tracy we've got your wallet with ID so I don't suppose it would be hard to find you would it, or find your family?"

 "No Your Benevolence, it really wouldn't."

 "That's a good bitch. So we don't have to kill you because you wouldn't be stupid enough to describe us to the police?”

"I shake my head. “No Your Benevolence, I would never do that."

 To my extreme humiliation my face is really smiling now, I'm actually starting to hope that they're gonna just walk away.

"Yeah but there is just one last thing that you have to do before we can leave."

 "What is it? Anything." I say, really hopeful. 

 "What's the matter bitch  You don't like our company?"

 "No Your Benevolence, it's just that I have to go home soon."

 "Well we do know your address bitch, maybe we should drive you home. Would you like that?"

 "Yeah, we could come inside and tuck you in."

 I go a little pale at that suggestion.

" No." I lie quickly. 

"My boyfreind is home and it would be hard to explain the two of you to him."They both take a look at me like they believe me.

 "Well then, there's just one last thing for you to do." said the first man

He walked over and he opened the roof of the dumpster.

 "Get in there where you belong."

 I shriek as I see the dumpster. I  can smell it as soon as he opened it.

 "No Your Benevolence,  please sir don't leave me in there."

 "Look Tracy, you gotta get this straight. You're just a thing that we used. Now we're finished using you. That makes you a piece of garbage, and this is where the garbage goes."

I nod, and crying, I start walking to the dumpster.

One of the men smacks my ass as I walk naked and barefoot to the dumpster.  I can see a couple of bags in there and I wonder when they come to collect them. 

"Please. the smell is awful. I might not be able to breathe in there."

"Don't worry Tracy.  We can't smell it."

 "Here you go Tracy this will make it easier for you"  One of the men said gently.

Before I knew what was happening he zip tied my elbows together to go with my already bound hands. 

"Now get in the dumpster before we decide that you're not gonna never mention us again”

With my hands tied behind my back I have no choice I begin to get into the dumpster I stick my torso through before they tell me to stop.

 I get so full of hope that they're not gonna go through with this.

 "Oh thank you sirs thank you please I'll never tell anybody about you I swear."

 "Yeah shut up bitch"

Before I knew what was happening they both heaved on my legs forcing me over the edge of the dumpster. My face went right down into a bag of garbage.

They zip tied my ankles together And they left me dangling by the waist over the dumpster.  I tried flailing to get out but one of them put his hand on my butt and shoved me inside.

 Fortunately for me there were only a couple bags of smelly garbage in there but I couldn't get out. I couldn't even stand up.

"Well good bye Tracy nice meeting you."

 The men closed the lid and they left. I could hear them walking away laughing. 

I have no idea how long I was in there. I have no idea how long it was before I began screaming for help and banging on the edge. Kicking out with my zip tied ankles. 

 It must have been hours. I tried and tried. Again have no idea how long I was in there.

I eventually pissed myself. Then after a while I shit myself. I could barely move. I couldn't find anything in there to cut myself free with. It was freezing in there, I was so cold.

 Finally (I later discovered it was around 3 AM) somebody heard me banging. 

  Two guys, different guys, had found me in there.

 "Please get me out of here." I begged. "Please help me."

  "Lady what are you doing in there?" one of them asked.

 "Please, there were these two men who raped me and they threw me in here you've got to get me out of here" I begged.

 It took them a while but one of them climbed in and to my intense relief he lifted me up and he helped me out.

 "Thank you thank you" I gasped. I was so relieved.

 "Shut up cunt." One of them said as he shoved a sock in my mouth.

 To my horror I realized I was gonna get raped again.

 "We better call Max." said one of them. "He gonna give us good money for a cunt like this."

 I tried to scream no into my gag but it didn't matter. The two them kept an eye on me until a van came along.

 A man got out and he examined my body, still covered in garbage and freezing.

“Okay I'll give you fifty grand for her.”

The two men smiled as they took the offered suitcase.

I felt so completely shocked.  They were selling me for money, is that really all I was? But it didn't matter because to my horror I was loaded up into the van.  At least it was warmer than the dumpster. They only paused to take the sock out of my mouth and put a ball gag in instead. I was also blindfolded with a leather mask. I was taken to some place, I have no idea where. 

I cried like a baby the whole way there. Nobody would even be looking for me, and if they found any evidence they would probably be looking for the first two men.

 After removing my blindfold, the first thing they did when they brought me there was to pour a few buckets of water over me to clean me up. 

I almost thanked them through the gag before I was tied to a table using rope instead of the the zip ties (they had been cut off). Then some kind of doctor came in to examine me. 

 One of the men smiled. "Hey Tramp this is the vet."

 "I see” he said. He was wearing a lab coat and holding a clipboard. "What is its name?"

 I tried speaking into the gag to tell him my name was Tracy but it only came out “ay hee” through the gag. 

 One of the men who had picked me up replied that my name was Tramp. .

The doctor took one look at my pussy. He just put his hand right on it and began examining it. I tried  to pull away to no avail, secured as I was. But he didn't care.

 "Nurse, shave the animals pussy."

A woman who looked at least 50 years old and dressed in a tight, short nurses uniform walked in and right in front of them she applied shaving cream and cleaned my entire pussy right in front of three men, smiling the whole time. I was red in the face with humiliation.  I can't believe I had some pride left.

I heard the buzz of a tattoo gun and the doctor began applying something above my pussy. I couldn't understand what he was doing until I realized that he had put a barcode there. 

 He said I was fine and they would have no problem selling me. 

I screamed into the gag when he said this, they were going to sell me. They can't sell me, this is America.

I was then untied and led to a large enclosure. The zip ties were removed, and I was instead shackled. First they put a collar around my neck, I couldn't believe it. Next my ankles and wrists were encircled with not cuffs, but heavy chains. The chains ran from the collar on my neck, to both wrists and then ankles. They were shortened, so I had to bend over while standing. I could move around the enclosure but not well.

There were other girls chained like me in there. We were all kept together in the locked room, chained hand and foot. Our collars were connected to each others so we could only move as one. 

We were fed occasionally, from a large trough along one wall. It was labelled “slave slut feeding area”. We had to coordinate our movements to be able to kneel down to eat. The food was a bland mush of leftovers with the unmistakeable tang of piss. But we were hungry, so we ate. 

Each of our collars had a new names engraved on them.

We were kept gagged except when we were fed. We never spoke to each other.

The  so-called nurse came by once in a while to tell us that we were never going to  see our families again, that we were going to be sold as sex slaves and that she didn't have any sympathy at all because girls like us had given her hell her whole life. Personally, I felt that she deserved it.

Mostly we cried and occasionally walked around in our chains while the guards laughed. Sometimes they ordered us to walk, just for the sake of watching us. They had cattle prods which they’d poke through the bars. Causing the recipient to jerk and sometimes fall, dragging the others down, gagging and choking because of our connected collars. 

Another time they added leather hoods to us all, with only a hole for our noses.  Blinded, and combined with the cattle prods, we were all stumbling and falling, tangled together and made sleep like that. 

But the most humiliating part was how we relieved ourselves. Three times a day we were given a litter box that we had to line up for and use, and we had to use our tongues to clean each other.

I have no idea how many days we were here but after a while I learned the girls so-called names by reading their collars. 

One's new name was Buttfuck.

The blonde's name was Blondie.

We were there for a what I thought was a couple of days before a new girl arrived. She was screaming into her gag as they brought her into the enclosure. According to her collar her name was Airhead. 

The day came where it all changed. A man arrived and gave us each a paper on which was written a song. He expected us to sing that, and he also gave us a homework assignment as he called it. He told us that we had to tell him what every letter in our names stood for, and he'd better like it.

I hoped that it would not be that bad, but I knew it would be. The song that they expected us to sing was horrible. Things changed again hours later. We were woken up in the middle of the night and unchained from each other. We were blasted with a hose, all of us shrieking as the cold water sprayed all over us. After that we were all escorted to a large van where the same man who gave us the song was standing.

"All right ladies, it's time for an adventure. Everyone in the van." He said like it was the greatest thing that ever happened to us.

Before we were allowed in the van we were each handed a diaper. The one called buttfuck burst into tears as she realized what they were doing to us.The man went over and patted her on the head.

"I'm sorry Buttfuck, but we're driving all the way to Arizona, and we can't stop so you can tinkle."

Soon we were all wearing nothing but diapers and chained up in a van. It was even worse than the van I was in when they brought me here. This one had seats to which we were all chained. The gags were removed from us and he made a polite joke about how he wouldn't want to have to put those back in.

As the ride began.  He ordered us to sing the song he gave us. We started, to the tune of “barney the dinosaur”

We love you

You're selling us

All we are are tits and butts

Put your hot cock in our cunts 

Really, please won’t you?

And then please spit on us too. 

[Verse 2]

We love you

You’re selling we

We're good slaves us bitches we

With a heavy spanking

And a stinging slap from you to me

Won't you say I'm a good doggy.

[Verse 3]

We love you

You’re  selling us

Chained up sluts here on the bus 

With a blow job, pussy lick 

Face fucked good and hard 

In a dog house in your yard. 

[Verse 4]

We love you

You’re selling us 

Gunna make you lots of bucks 

Dungeon slaves, harem girls 

Who knows what we’ll be?

one thing is for sure we'll be happy. 

He made us sing that song several times, it was hell on earth.  I would have preferred to be back in that dumpster.

 He kept asking us all these awful questions such as whether we're excited to see the world because we're gonna be sold at auction in another country. And maybe we'll get lucky and be pampered harem girls or work in a very exclusive brothel.

The one called Airhead burst into tears.

“Now Airhead" our driver said like he was a teacher.

“Only bad girls cry and that means bad girls get spanked. And when we get to Arizona, I'm gonna have to spank you for that.  I'm sorry but it's for your own good."

"Sorry you bastard!!" she screamed. "You've kidnapped me you're going to sell me and your upset that I'm crying about it”.

"You need to just accept your fate it's best for everybody." he responded

He ended the conversation, and he asked Blondie to tell us what every letter in her new name stood for.

She looked mortified as she began.

"My name is... Blondie.

B is for bitch

L is for loser 

O is for obtuse

N is for nothing in my head.  (I saw a tear roll down her cheek) as she said this

D is for...dumbo.

I is for idiot.

E is for exists to please."

I noticed after she finished, she looked horribly drained.

He asked me to go next. Well commanded more like it, but he asked nicely. ("Okay Tramp, would you like to go next?")

 Doing this felt like I was ripping my soul out. I  could feel my old Tracy self dying as I entertained him by answering.

“My name is Tramp

 T is for trash

 R is for raped

 A is for ass

 M is for moron

 P is for pussy."

The ride went on for a while and  he tried to get Buttfuck to do it, but she just burst into tears every time she tried. 

Airhead refused, she just plain said no and that she wouldn't do it (You can kidnap me you can sell me you can beat me, but you will not get me to do that")

I wondered what her punishment would be. I was soon to find out. 

The same leather hoods used in the compound were fitted over their heads. Unable to see, speak, hear and even breath easily, their trip became even more uncomfortable. 

The ride went on and on, it takes a long time when you're don't know where you're going.

I have no idea how long it was before I shit myself. I wonder if it was before or after the others, but I knew that when we got there, we would all have very full diapers. I felt less and less like a free woman then, which I guess I wasn't. I really thought I’d feel like a piece of cargo by the time it was over.