Dating App Victim

The straps and gag were removed and I was made to sit on a chair next to a wooden table. On it was a piece of paper and a pen. ‘Sign it!’ Tina 1 said. I glanced at it and the very first paragraph made me shudder. It said; “From this point on” and inserted was a date which was the date of our second meeting, “I agree to do whatever is asked of me. My body is no longer my own and I willing accept that fact and any injuries caused to it”. It went on at length in a similar vein.

‘I won’t sign this’, I said, adding; ‘and you can’t make me!’ The two sisters laughed. ‘Oh we can and we will!’ they both said in unison.

When I tried to make a break for it the result was more pain! I was dragged back to the bench and the straps held me in place once again. Suddenly the table tilted and my head was almost on the floor. A towel was draped over my head and then water, copious amounts of water was poured onto it. Water went up my nose and into my mouth; I was drowning.

I lost consciousness and when I woke my cock was being pumped and I felt ready to climax, but the towel went back on my face and more water was flooded onto it resulting in me losing consciousness again.

When I woke for a second time my balls were on fire. The towel was removed and I saw they were clamped in a vice and one of the sisters was twisting it closed. My balls were being crushed.

‘Stop!’ I shouted hoarsely and they both stood over me. ‘Sign and we will stop’, one of them said and I nodded realising I was beaten.

The table was moved back to the horizontal and I was released and shakily I wrote my name and signed their form. ‘Good; all nice and legal’, one of them said, and as she was speaking I felt a stab in my leg and briefly saw the other sister holding a syringe and smiling before the world went dark.