Dating App Victim

When I woke I was strapped to what looked like an old fashioned hospital bed; the one with iron frames at the head and foot. My wrists and ankles were secured to those frames with manacles. I was still naked. Calling out got no response, so I had to wait for the door to open.

Finally it did and both women walked in. Whilst they were dressed in the same latex suits, one red and the other black.

Black Tina carried what looked like a dog collar but a large one. She strapped it around my neck and after snapping a padlock through the buckle she proceed to tell me that the steel band could not be cut with a conventional saw.

Red Tina undid the manacles holding my ankles to the bed and linked them together with a short chain. She then released my wrists and joined them together behind my back with another chain. ‘Get up and follow us’ she said and I saw no alternative so I shuffled down the corridor to another room.

Food was laid out on a table; two plates and one bowl. The bowl was put on the floor and I was told to kneel and eat. With my wrists and ankles manacled I could only eat by pushing my tongue into the bowl. It was degrading, particularly as my face ended up covered in food; but I expect that was the intention. The girls sat at the table and ate whilst watching me.

Once the food was finished I was told to follow them into another room and this was like a hospital, all white walls and a white leather couch. I was strapped to that couch with white leather belts attached to the underside.

I tried asking why they were doing this and Red Tina sat on the couch and took my cock in her hand and looked at me; ‘we both like pain. Not receiving pain you understand but giving it. We constructed the app to help us select victims. Men are so naïve when it comes to giving over lots of information about themselves. We know of course most are just using the app for a quick bit of sex, which is OK with us but the “lucky” few, men like you, get more than they bargained for. Of course we choose only those who will not be missed for a while as that makes our life so much easier.’

By now my cock was erect. She continued to slowly move her hand up and down the shaft and before I could stop myself I begged to be allowed to cum. She laughed and smacked my cock; ‘No!’ she said as she stood up.

Suddenly I heard a buzzing sound from behind the couch and Black Tina used a pair of electric clippers to remove all the hair on my head. She then ran a razor over my scalp until I was completely bald.

A cloth was dropped over my nose and mouth and I inhaled a sweet smelling gas and drifted off to sleep.