Go inside

Despite her trepidation Leanne knew she couldn’t just leave Abbie alone in there. After everything she’d witnessed in that place she could only imagine the possible horrors that were being done to the young blonde.

Cautiously Leanne nudged the door open wider and stepped inside. She was taking deep breaths and her heart beat faster with each anxious step. The inside of the room was dark and dingy and Leanne was having serious flashbacks to the last time she did this when she heard Abbie’s voice. However, this time there was no old man, but she did soon spot the young blonde.

The contents of the room were much the same as several others she’d seen, with a double bed and other limited furnishings throughout. Abbie was sat in a chair on the far side of the room. She was wearing just her lace underwear, the clothes Leanne had seen her in just a few moments ago were discarded on the floor. She was struggling with something and as she approached Leanne could see that Abbie had been strapped down. Seeing her struggle in nothing but a sexy bra and panties sent a little tingle of excitement through Leanne’s body. She quickly shook it off and instead focused on the situation.

“Abbie,” hissed the young woman. “Do you need help?”

The attractive blonde suddenly looked up. “Oh, Leanne!” she smiled happily. “Quick! You’ve got to get me out of this!”

The urgency in Abbie’s voice made Leanne forget all about her own fears and she quickly ran across the room to begin assisting Abbie. “Who… Who did this to you?” she asked. “Was it the guy I saw you with?”

“Which guy?” replied Abbie.

“The tall, dark one,” answered Leanne. “I kinda saw you two talking in the corridor.”

“Were you spying on us?” Abbie’s voice sounded different now and Leanne tried not to look her in the eye as she focused on untying the restraints. She quickly unfastened one hand and turned her attention to the other. “Yes, that’s it!” squealed the blonde excitedly. “Hurry! Hurry!” Leanne struggled with the next knot and it took her a little longer to remove it from the chair. She’d just about finished when there was another unexpected cry from the blonde. “Ah! Finally!”

Leanne looked up and saw Abbie grinning widely. Only she wasn’t looking at her, the blonde’s attention was somewhere over her shoulder. Leanne froze in position, not wanting to turn around, half bent over with her exposed rear stuck out vulnerably. Suddenly she heard a deep voice from behind her.

“I see you’ve managed to trap my target.” The voice was male and before Leanne could even turn around she knew who it would be.

A hand slowly caressed her naked backside, causing the young woman to jump with a shocked cry. The touch was cold and it sent a shiver through her young body. She shot upright and skipped across the room with her hands pressed to her tight arse. As she turned she saw the same shadowy figure Abbie had been talking to in the hall earlier. Up close he seemed even taller, a good six foot at least. His face was partly hidden in darkness but from what she could see it was difficult to guess how old he was. He looked only a few years older than her, yet his eyes seemed to have so much knowledge flowing through them. As she gazed into his eyes she found herself getting lost until Abbie’s voice broke her from the trance.

“Shall I go now, Master? Or do you need me to give you a hand?” Abbie had a devilish grin across her pretty face as she stared at the stranger. Her attention turned to Leanne and there was something about the way she ogled her that gave Leanne a tingle of excitement.

“You may leave,” responded the mysterious figure. “I will call for you if I need anything more.”

“Can I at least stay and watch?” The unknown man shot Abbie a fierce stare and the young blonde quickly busied herself with removing the rest of her restraints in silence before standing and walking hurriedly towards the door. As she past Leanne she gave her another knowing smirk whilst taking a final opportunity to admire her naked form. Once the door was closed behind her the stranger spoke once more.

“Alone at last,” he declared in his powerful yet quiet voice. “Please. Won’t you take a seat?” He gestured towards the bed, which Leanne eyed nervously from her position across the room. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to move any closer, let alone to the bed. Her eyes shifted to the door, wondering if she could make a break for it. The mysterious man was much taller than her and no doubt a lot stronger. If he wanted to make her sit there would be very little she could do about it.