capture & shipping

Capture

She woke up terrified a hand closed over her mouth, somebody was in her flat, her bedroom, on her bed. She wanted to scream, wanted to move but she was paralysed with fright. The light went on 2 men were over her, her duvet was torn from her, she was nude. The leather jacketed men were tall & muscular, powerful & confident, there were 2 other men in her living room. She was yanked out of bed, to her feet, by a fistful of her hair. She opened her mouth as if to protest. Expertly a cold rod was forced between her buttocks, its cold tip just into the tender skin of her anus. She shrieked in pain the cattle prod discharged on her naked flesh. One of the men laughed, as she sobbed.
“I still prefer the whip” He said to his colleague.
“Plenty of time for that later” the man with the cattle prod replied
The device was pressed hard up her anus, she was lifted onto her tiptoes.
“From now on, bitch, be quiet & obedient, understood”
She nodded terrified
“How long have we got before the van gets here” He shouted to one of the men in the living room.
“An hour or so, I told you we were too early” came the reply
“Has the slut got anything to drink ?” came another voice.
“Or we could open her legs”
“She’s a virgin.”
“Not for much longer” laughter
“Are you going to rape me ?” She asked crying.
“Not just yet” was the cold reply
Have you anything cold to drink, fucktoy ?” He asked her
“There’s some beer in the fridge, & wine” she said faintly.
The other man was fishing in her laundry basket, he pulled out a pair of her worn panties. She loved silk panties, expensive & feminine. He stuffed the soiled briefs into her mouth, she looked up at him in tears..
“She can fetch it in silence” He said
The naked girl was pushed into the living room & then into her kitchen. The men sat down on her sofas, she fetched them each a can of beer. One of the men kicked her coffee table out of the way. Stand there she was told.
The four men looked at her candidly drinking her beer, she was left gagged.
“Not a bad little slut” was the assessment
She watched in tears as a cigarette was ground into her carpet An empty can was tossed to the floor.
“More” she was told
A heavy leather wrap was unfolded on the floor, it was a body hood. She was pushed to her knees, her mouth was ungagged, for a few seconds. They forced her into the leather sheath, she was distraught. The leather was quite thick but polished & creamed so as to be very supple. It came down to her thighs, at her head a thick ball of leather was pushed into her mouth, distressingly the ball expanded to fill her mouth. External straps secured the gag, similar straps bound her upper & lower arms tightly. A thick strap went between her legs and another clamped her thighs together. There was no need to lock them, she was utterly powerless inside the hood. Her ankles were hobbled. They left her kneeling in front of them. In the darkness of the tight leather, clammy with fear, her own & the hoods previous occupants, she sobbed helplessly into her gag. Secured now she was ignored, as the men waited for the transport.
Eventually the van came, she was slung easily over a shoulder & carried out, thrown kneeling in the back. There were 19 other girls in the van, bound tightly. Twenty girls in total, all blonde, none of them had been able to show much resistance. Abruptly put under male dominance, no longer free. The van drove off into the darkness. a nights work well done.
Handling
It was early morning before the van stopped again, in the hills, at an isolated farm building. The men jumped out, the van was backed into the low stone building. The blindfolded women were pulled stumbling from the van. Through a heavy metal door & then the barefoot girls herded down some icy stone steps. In the cellar the terrified girls were knelt on the rough cobbles, damp & frozen, on their bare knees. The leader of the group delved into the carryall he had over his shoulder. A bunch of keys was produced & whilst lighting a smoke, fiddled with them finding the correct keys. He then proceeded to open another thick metal door. One of the men went to a drainage channel close to the kneeling women & urinated. The girl nearest to him had her legs splashed, she squirmed anxiously in her hood. He lit a cigarette and jeered at the captive.
“If you don’t get out of my way quicker than that slut, you can drink it next time.”
She knelt stock still paralysed with fright.
“Do you understand girl”
She didn’t move.
He crouched down besides her & rasped into her ear
“Do you understand fucktoy ?”
Finally understanding what he wanted she nodded frantically in the hood.
“Closer to the wall now” He shouted at her, the terrified girl pressed her hooded face into the stone wall.
“Good” he said laughing
The door was open now revealing another bare stone room, not lit illuminated by the other room.
“Stop fucking around with her & get them ready”
The girls were stood up & lined up, led to the door. One by one stood in front of the opened & kicked violently through, the men careful not to go anywhere near the opening. One by one the girls disappeared from sight. When the final girl had been pushed through, the door was closed & locked on the still empty room. The men locked the doors & left in the van. Driving through mostly empty fields in the early morning mist, nothing around for miles & miles, job finished.
In another stone room the stumbling girls were seized & knelt facing another cool wall. A different place, completely different The air was hot & humid, like deep summer, somehow also the atmosphere felt cleaner. The girls felt totally weak as if their bodies had been momentarily completely limp & relaxed. They were simple to be manhandled by the slavers. The bewildered girls knelt quietly against the wall, already pliable and fearfully awaiting what was to be done to them,
There were 3 men working in the room, one was boiling a large pot of water, into which he was carefully inserting large rubbery capsules, roughly the size of short fat cucumbers.
His colleague went to each girl in turn and opened the big toes instep. Noted down the tattooing. It basically denoted the point of arrival, in this case here, & whether her hymen was intact or not. The meaning of a third symbol was unknown, to all but a select few. This tattooing was very discreet & actually strangely for tattoos faded after a few weeks, was done automatically by the gateways. The girls were separated according to the state of their hymens.

“19 tonight.” He commented to his colleague.
“I wonder where the twentieth ended up” Came the reply.
Occasionally a girl would turn up wandering confused in the hills, or washed up on the coast, mostly they just didn’t turn up anywhere where they could be found. One of the rubbery capsules was put back into a bag.

“No matter, less work for us”
A bota of wine was passed around while the capsules were softening in the liquid, eventually they were ready. The first girl to be processed had her head pushed firmly to the ground. He buttocks were lifted up & the hood unbuckled around her thighs. One of the men lifted one of the capsules from the boiling water. Tossing it from hand to hand it was so hot. Another of the men spread her buttocks & the capsule was expertly rammed into place, right up inside her. Even inside the hood gagged as she was, her squeals & moaning were loudly audible. The other girls squirmed in distress. She was a virgin so the hood was simply closed & re-buckled shut. She knelt against the wall squirming & sobbing in pain.
The transport enemas contained, nutrients so that she could be transported for up to 2 weeks without being fed or watered. As new arrivals the capsule had also been spiked with a language drug that greatly aided the new slaves in learning gorean, simple iteration was all that was needed to teach gorean.
One of the girls kicked out fearfully as they opened her hood, a sharp crack of the shortened bullwhip across her legs silenced her & the other slaves.
One by one the girls were processed, the virgin or white silk girls simply had the enemas applied and the hoods closed. The girls who weren’t virgins had thick rubber phalluses, self lubricated with greasy jelly attached to the bottom belt of the hood, secured into the anus & vagina. The girls would squirm on these for the remainder of their transportation, developing internal muscles. This reflected the different expectations of slavegirls. White silk girls are expected to be tight & part of their pleasure is opening them for the first time, to some extent enjoying a girls reluctance & distress. Non white silk girls were expected to be tight but open & penetrated easily, the only resistance her fear. Also the dildos are seen as punishment for the earth girls, for using their bodies for their own pleasure, without a Masters permission, theft.
They were then led stumbling out into the early morning sun & pushed into a low cage carriage. The cage was tiny intended for only 10 cramped occupants. These girls were lucky often 30 girls were confined in these cages. The girls were secured in place kneeling, heads bowed by the height of the enclosure. It was then padlocked & a thick leather curtain was closed over the cage.
The men tidied up & prepared breakfast for themselves, settling in for a quick nap before setting off later in the morning.
It was a five day ride before they reached a major city & the slavers pens, the girls would remain in the cage until then.