Ines

"Excuse me bartender," Ines began as she leaned against the bar.

"What can I get for you miss?" the bartender asked as he wiped down the bar with a rag with one hand. The other reached for a hidden button on the underside of the bar. He glanced around and saw no one.

"I was wondering if you had seen my friend? She's a taaahhh!" Ines screamed in terror mid sentence as the floor beneath her dropped away and she fell down into a tube slide. When she reached the bottom she was instantly grabbed and held down by three men as a fourth quickly and skillfully cut away her clothes, and a fifth man crammed a red ball gag in her mouth to silence her screams.

Once the petite Hispanic girl had been stripped and gagged she was **** into the same room where Chelsea now stood tethered to a ring in the wall by a leash. fearing what would happen to her, she stood perfectly still with her feet shoulder width apart bent slightly at the waist offering herself up for use. The latex bodysuit was gone, replaced by a green silk half bra with purple lace trim, a matching skirt, and purple six inch stiletto heeled sandals.

"Turn around girl," the lone man that had been left to watch over Chelsea ordered. Slowly, and still being new to her collar, blushing with shame Chelsea turned around using up every last bit of slack in her leash to do so. The men brought Ines over and shoved her face close to Chelsea's breasts, several of the welts from the cane still visible.

"Look familiar?" One of the men holding on to Ines asked. Ines knew fresh welts when she saw them. She slowly tilted her head up, a new wave of dread washed over her. She had fallen into a trap not too unlike ones that she herself had used. If she had then Chelsea could have too. When she looked eyes with the beautiful **** girl, she wailed, recognizing her friend.

The men laughed as they pulled Ines a way from Chelsea and placed her on her back. They **** her wrists and ankles into shallow grooves and with the flick of a switch, four metal cuffs rose from the floor, clamped shut and retracted until they were snug against her soft flesh. One of the men flipped another switch and the section of floor her lower back was on started to rise, forcing her hips into the air. One of the men dangled a flogger above Ines' face. The man then stood so she was between his legs, with him facing her legs. She screamed into her gag as she realized what was going to happen to her. THWACK!

"MMMMMMMMRRRRRRRRAAAHHH!!!" she screamed into her gag and thrashed as much as her bonds allowed.

"God watching a new bitch learn her place always makes me hard as fuck," one of them said as he grabbed Chelsea's leash and led her to a chair and sat down. He gave her leash a hard downward tug and she dropped to her knees. He undid her gag and pulled out his cock.

"May I please suck your cock sir?" she asked keeping her eyes on his hard member.

"Get those lips around my cock bitch," the man ordered.

"Yes sir," she said before taking him in her mouth.

"see what an obedient little cock sucker your friend is?" the man with the flogger asked before bringing down another painful lash.

"MMMMMMMRRRRAAAAHHHHH!!!!" she screamed and thrashed again.

For the next ten minutes he kept up at a steady pace, and the room echoed with her muffled screams of anguish. By the fourth lash tears were flowing from her eyes. By the sixth, she was desperately trying to get the man's attention. If it meant not having her pussy flogged, she would gladly wear a **** collar.

"Take it deep slut, here it comes!" the man whose cock Chelsea was sucking on roared as he began to cum down her throat.

"Want your collar yet?" the man with the flogger asked as he held it high above his head, ready to deliver another lash.

"Mmmm! Mmmmm!" she nodded quickly as she gave her muffled reply. The men smiled at one another as the first re-tethered Chelsea to the wall. The second, undid Ines' bonds and pulled her up to her knees.

"Neck her **** girl," the man that Chelsea had sucked off said as he held a **** collar up in front of Ines. Without a word Ines pressed her neck against the collar and the man quickly buckled it.

"Okay, my turn to get sucked off," the man that had flogged Ines' pussy said as he lowered his pants.

"Sir, may I please suck your cock?" Ines asked with a heavy sob as she looked at his cock.

"It's not going to suck itself slut," he laughed before she took him in her mouth.

"Frank, Johnny, how's it coming?" A third man asked as he came into the room.

"Johnny convinced the little Latina she needed a collar, George," Frank answered. "By the way, if you're interested, that one does a wonderful job with her mouth."

"I might have to try her out. How's that one doing?"

"Not bad, but she could use some practice."

"Well, she'll get plenty of that," George said causing the three men to laugh wildly.