Try... but fail.

Shit... this can't be happening! I came to the park for a cheap thrill, but now I am on the verge of losing everything. The thought of never seeing my family and friends again brings me to tears. I need to escape right now!

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I can't! Oh God, why is this happening to me? The tape and rope that I am bound with are far too tight. This guy is a pro. The van speeds through the night, and I am along for the ride no matter how much I regret going to the park.

There is no way for me to tell how long we were traveling. It felt like an eternity. Sounds of surrounding traffic slowly gave way to the lonely roar of the van's engine until we came to a stop. The doors open and I am dragged out by a pair of strong men. Unlike my previous captor they don't show many reservations against groping me, their rough hands squeezing my breasts until they hurt. Part of me is despondent at my seemingly hopeless situation, while another part of me wants to be violently ravished while I am bound and unable to resist.

We go through two doors until we reach a locked room. Inside are rows and rows of dog cages. There are no dogs here, though. Instead, woman gagged and bound remain locked and resting inside. Within moments I am much the same.

It smells of sex here. Some women are clothed, some are not, and some wear only the torn remnants of their school uniforms. Cum is everywhere, on clothes, against skin, and in women's hair. If our captors want to sample the goods before they sell us, there is nothing stopping them. The women are either sleeping, sobbing, or in shock, and pay me little attention.

Why? What can I now?