Captured

Athena was sitting on the cold steel floor in her tiny cell staring blankly at the wall ahead of her with a dimly light bulb. How long had she been here now? Hours? Days? She knew it was more than a few hours since she had fallen asleep from exhaustion of her punisments once. But beyond that, she had no idea. Her cell had no clock, no windows to see the sky through, and no discernable way to keep track of time besides counting the seconds. She looked down at herself, past her large breasts, inspecting her body like she had done so many times before now.

The steel shock collar around her neck and cane, flog marks on her body seemed to mock her. She had been stripped, violated, and claimed against her will, not like the kind of claiming she had known in her past life. This was not the kind of claiming that led to a joyous union, a passionate affair, or even a respectful relationship. No, this was the kind of claiming that made her feel like nothing more than a possession. A ****. A chained animal.

Athena's hands moved to her breasts. She had always been proud of her curves, but now, in this moment, she felt nothing but shame at her own voluptuousness as she was milked endlesly and is only fed that since she has been cptured . Instinctively, she tried to cover up her intimate parts with her hands, as if that small gesture could undo the fact that she was naked. She had no clothing, no protection. Nothing.

Athena struggled to remember how she had gotten here. the only thing she rembers is being brutally beaten and humaliated in a fight by Morgan.

being dragged through a hellish journey, and then being dumped in this cell. She remembered being surrounded by strange people dressed in black, and feeling utterly powerless as they took away her clothing and all her possessions. She remembered feeling violated as their hands roamed her body, and feeling helpless as her consciousness faded away.

But what happened after that, she had no idea. She had no memory of what happened to her in between the moment of being stripped and the moment of waking up in her cell. All she remembered was the cold steel of the collar and the unpredictable electrocutions around her neck and experiencing unbearable pain in all parts of her voluptuous body is a painful reminder of her captivity.

Athena couldn't help but let out a few tears as she thought about her situation, but she quickly wiped them away. She had to stay strong. She had to hope that she could find some way to escape from this wretched place.