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Kidnapped

Lindsey's P.O.V.

Tonight was the night I would be spanking Gina with the hairbrush. As I was getting ready to go home, I was grabbed from behind. I tried to want them off. I could recognise some of them as Marel's cronies. One of them put a plastic bag round my head.

I passed out and woke up naked and chained between two posts. Marel approached me with a whip.

CRACK!

The whip cut across my breasts. I cried out. Marel got behind me and struck again.

CRACK!

This time I felt it tear into my back.

CRACK!

It was agony but I ended up laughing.

"You think that whip is enough to break me? You have no idea what my mother was like."

After the whipping, Marel attached steel champs to my pussy lips. I feltt the electricity run through my body.

Then Marel had her girls roll a TV screen into the room. She then switched it on and I saw David on the rooftop of Noname High.

"No, please, Marel, don't do this!" I begged.

I tried to close my eyes only to feel an electric shock to my pussy.

"You will watch this video in it's entirety." said Marel.

I reluctantly opened my eyes.

"Jump, you faggot!" shouted Rina on the video.

I tried to resist watching but the shocks were too painful. I watched as David jumped. Marel laughed at the video of my brother's ****.

"Again!" she said as she played the video again.

"No!!!" I cried.

I was helpless and Marel wouldn't stop torturing me, making me relive my brother's **** again and again.

"You want this to stop, don't you?" asked Marel.

I nodded meekly. I was let down from my chains and Marel pulled off her skirt and panties.

"If you agree to be my sex ****, I won't make you watch David kill himself anymore." she said. "Now lick my pussy."

Defeated, I crawled over to Marel on all fours. I got on my knees and started to lick Marel's pussy.

CRACK!

Marel hit my back with her whip.

"Faster!" she shouted.

I desperately licked her pussy. Anything to make the pain stop. Afterwards I was left inside a small dog cage. I was only ever taken out to be tortured, made to watch David's **** or service Marel. Days past. I wasn't sure how long it'd been.

"You'd think your friends would come for you. They mustn't really care about you. Face it, they'd given up on you."