A humiliating visit from his girlfriend

Despite her situation, she somehow managed to fall asleep and was out like a light. She only awoke when she heard the sound of the door opening. She wiggled as much as she could manage and screamed as best she could, but to seemingly no avail. She took stock of the room. Only a dresser, a couple of chairs, the camera on a tripod facing her, and a TV. Nothing to help her in sight. She listened.

"Hey, Babe. How are you doing?"

"Pretty good. Jessica was a real bitch today. Anyway, what's up? You sounded really excited on the phone."

"I have something special to show you. Follow me."

Finally! A chance, however slight, of freedom! Charlotte waited, holding her strength for when she would need it. They rounded the corner. The unknown girl stopped dead in her tracks in the doorway when she was Charlotte all trussed up. She would help! She'd be free!

"What is THIS!? How could you?" she exclaimed. The girl marched over to Charlotte. Charlotte sobbed in relief. WHAP! The girl slapped her. Charlotte was confused. She looked down and saw that she had slapped her right breast and had turned back to the boy.

"How could you do this, Jason? You actually DID it? You kidnapped a slut and brought her back here for us without telling me?"

"For us?" thought Charlotte. Her stomach dropped.

"Sorry, Jess, but I was real tired last night." He shrugged. "But I have something that might make you feel better. Before I took her, I **** the shit out of her pussy and the slut was dumb enough to let me film it! This is even before she was captive!" The girls booming laughter filled the room.

"That's AMAZING! It always got me so hot thinking of you doing something like this. Honey! I'm SO proud of you for taking my advice and being a real man. The man I love." They kissed passionately. "Let's watch!" she beamed.

And so Charlotte found herself yet again entirely helpless, unable to avoid watching the full length of her **** on the TV in the bedroom as the 'cute couple' cuddled, commenting on how dumb she must have been to get herself into that situation or what it felt like for him to have his way with her. Charlotte cried. After the video, Jessica got up and walked over towards Charlotte. She reached into the dresser and pulled out a marker. A permanent maker! She hovered over Charlotte and reached to her legs, writing her first and last name on the inside of her thighs, right next to her pussy, one for each leg.

"There!" she shouted gleefully. 'Now everyone will know who you are in all future videos we make with you! Won't it be great to be associated with being a cumdumpster and not a human being? Or having your rapists shout your real name as they nut inside of your unwilling body? Gosh! We're going to have so much fun now that we've enslaved you!" She was so happy at her observations. She turned back to the boy and smiled.