Three men come into the basement.

Sleep was restless for Lisa in the cage. The sexual overload of the booth had exhausted her completely but the cramped confines of the cage kept her drifting in and out of sleep. She was exhausted and could still feel her pussy and ass leaking cum from all the violation.

She had no idea how much time had passed before the door opened. She could hear voices laughing and talking as they descended the stairs. Her drowsy eyes opened trying to see who the new visitors were.

Her heart raced recognizing her boss, followed by Charles and Bones. The three men that had driven her to where she was were all standing in the room. "My, my what do we have here?" She heard her boss say. "What a conversion from eager intern to ****. Bones as always excellent job on the tattoos and piercings. What does this one say?" He went to one knee to get a closer look at the tattoo above her pussy mound.

Lisa's voice sounded weak. "It says 'fill my holes' Sir."

"And have your holes been properly filled Lisa?" He smiled.

"Yes Sir." She replied pushing herself up to a position on all fours in her cage.

"Well we aren't going to stop there. We've come to take you out for more fun." He said unlocking the cage door. Allowing Lisa to crawl out.

He immediately pushed her face down on the cold concrete floor. He began wrapping rope around her wrists tightly. He kept wrapping the rope all the way up her wrists to her elbows. She could feel as her elbows were pushed together that this position would **** her chest thrust outward. Next, she felt rope wrapping around her ankles and pulled tight. Her boss bent her feet backward and looped the rope through her arm bindings and pulled it tight.

Lisa had officially been hogtied and Bones and Charles both grabbed the rope between her ankles and wrists and lifted her up. She moaned at the rough handling and tension on her legs and shoulders. She could feel her pussy moisten in familiar arousal as she was carried by the two men.

They carried Lisa outside to a waiting cargo van. The back door was opened and she was tossed inside. She realized the floor of the van was a mattress with various pillows strewn about. Charles and Bones hopped in the front while her boss climbed in the back with her.

She felt him lift her up and set pillows under her stomach. This had the effect of raising her pussy and ass high enough for use. Her ample tits hug off the other side of the pillow and she heard him unzip and pull down his pants.

"I've not had the pleasure of filling these holes. So I will make sure to remedy that on the way to our destination." He said.

Lisa moaned as she felt his cock slide into her wet cunt. He impaled her fully on his member as his hands pressed the inside of her knees apart to spread her for him. He soon starting pulling and pushing his cock inside of her as the van started and began moving towards an unknown destination.

Lisa felt him quicken his pace fucking her spread unprotected pussy. His balls slapped against her shaven mound and clit. She grimaced as he delivered a harsh smack to her right asscheeks. He began alternating smacking each ass cheek when he impaled her fully on his member.

Her tits bounced forward off the pillow only to slam back with each of his thrusts. She moaned wantonly as he slammed inside her and grimaced with each swat of his hand to her ass. She was losing what little resistance she had left as she found her voice.

"Fuck my slutty pussy!.... fill all my holes with your cum!.... Use me like the **** I am!" She begged in a lust filled haze.

Her boss grabbed onto the rope binding her naked body and used it for leverage to slam deeper inside her. In moments his cum filled her willing pussy. He spun her around on the pillow and order her. "Clean your filthy pussy juice from my cock whore."

She sank her lips down on the slick member tasting the mixture of their juices. She continued cleaning the cock wantonly all the way until they reached their destination.

"We're here. Let's get her out and ready." Charles said.

Lisa's heart raced unsure of where they were or what they had planned.