“This is what happens to dirty little toys who don’t watch their drinks. They get fucked, abused and filled while they’re barely conscious.” [part 3] [kidnapping] [toxic] [CNC] [D/s] [group] [captivity] [drugged]

[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ui7mof/good_morning_youve_been_kidnapped_poor_little/)

[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/uix9e0/you_shouldnt_be_ashamed_of_being_a_whore_for_so/)

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When I wake up, my pussy is full again.

I whimper in fear. I don’t know how long I’ve been out or what they’ve done to me since that man drugged me. I’m half-delirious still, my fingers trembling as they claw at the heavy collar around my neck, still attached to the heavy chain that’s locked to the ground.

I’m still in the same room. I relieve myself and am glad to find a steel bucket of water. I think I’ve been washed between them using me, because my hair is soft and fluffy, clearly freshly washed. I wipe off the strangers’ cum from my body, feeling disgusted and turned on at the same time.

The padded door opens with no warning and I scramble back. It’s that man, the leader. The one who made me call him Master.

He smiles affectionately at me, offering me a plastic water bottle and the small blue pill I’ve seen before. I swallow both and sit on the mattress while he watches me closely. Neither of us has said a thing, and his presence is making my skin crawl with fear.

“You must be hungry,” the man says. “I have some food for you. Would you like to eat?”

I nod, swallowing the pain of my hunger.

“Words, Toy. Use your words.”

“I’d like to eat, please,” I whisper, after a short pause adding, “Master.”

“Good girl.” He seems delighted I’ve remembered the name he wants me to use. He leaves the room and reappears later with a plate piled with delicious food. My stomach rumbles at the sight and smell of it. He also pours us two glasses of wine. “You like drinking?”

“I don’t remember,” I admit brokenly between bites of the food.

“Try it.”

He pushes a glass toward me and I take a sip. The blood-colored liquid is not too strong, sweet, and a little acidic. I like it, so I take a few more sips.

The stranger watches me eat with a satisfied expression. Once I’m done, he uses a cloth napkin to dab at my lips.

“I have something else for you,” he grins, handing me a small box. “Put on what’s inside while I give you your final treat.”

I carry the box to the mattress from the spot where I’ve been eating on the floor. I tear into it and am relieved to find some clothes. That is, until I pull them out.

The lacy black panties are crotchless, and there’s a bra with nipple cutouts there too. I put it on, feeling even more naked than I did before. I’m on display again.

The man returns with a phone. My heart pounds at the possibility of using it. Maybe he knows my family. Maybe he’ll let me contact my loved ones. Or maybe he’ll just use it to torment me more.

“Drink more of your wine first,” he orders, and I obediently take sip after sip. I don’t know if it’s the booze, but I’m feeling more mellow, more relaxed. “Would you like to see something?”

I nod eagerly, hopeful for something that will reveal more about myself.

He beckons me over. His presence is electrifying, sending goosebumps all over my body. I stand next to him and peer at the phonescreen, but my face pales at the sight of the video he’s playing for me.

It’s from one of the cameras in this room, showing my naked body, chained to the ground by my collar, and blissfully unaware of the men that fill the room one by one. I close my eyes, and the stranger’s slap hits me so hard I fall flat on my ass.

“You will watch every second of this,” he spits out. “And keep drinking your wine.”

He shoves the glass back in my hand. I take obedient sips while I watch strangers fuck and fill me on his screen. I feel lightheaded and scared. And what’s worse… my pussy fucking feels like it has a pulse. I’m shaking, dripping and practically salivating by the end of the video.

“You see, Toy?” the man asks with a slight smile. “This is what happens to dirty little toys who don’t watch their drinks. They get fucked, abused and filled while they’re barely conscious.”

“Did you put something in my drink?” I ask, shivering at the thought. He doesn’t need to answer, because I can already tell from the lightheadedness. Suddenly I feel dizzy, clinging to his strong arm for support. “Please.”

“That’s right, keep begging.”

He easily pulls me into his arms and places me gently on the mattress. He takes a step back, admiring my now immobilized body.

“You look so pretty like this, Toy.”

I can’t speak. I can barely blink. My body is heavy and frozen.

“You see, what you just drank will have some side effects for you,” he tells me with a lopsided grin. “You will not be able to move much. Even blinking should be hard for you right now. But it doesn’t mean you won’t be aware of what’s happening to you. In fact, all your senses will be heightened, and by now, you should be dripping for an orgasm I won’t let you have.”

I whimper but no sound comes out. Silent tears roll down my cheeks, and he kneels next to me, licking them off my face.

“You taste so good, Toy. Like a helpless little whore I can do whatever I want to. Isn’t that right?”

I close my eyes tightly, pretending I’m anywhere else.

But I don’t know any other places. I don’t even know who I am.

“Don’t worry,” he smirks at me. “Even if you didn’t want it, you’d have no way of saying no. But I know that desperate pussy of yours is just begging for another load, isn’t it?”

I whimper again, a strained moan ripping itself from my closed mouth.

“That’s right, good girl. Don’t worry, Toy. I have plenty of things to make you feel better. The only thing I need to know is where you’d like to start…” His fingers pry my lips open and I realize, horrified, I can’t close them. Spit dribbles down my chin and I close my eyes, humiliated.

“Your pretty mouth…” He moves down, over my nipples, down to my exposed pussy. “No, not this hole. It’s already greedy enough.”

I cry more as he positions me so my ass is exposed to his prying touch.

“I think we’ll start with your ass today, Toy. What do you say, my pretty little slut? You want your tiny asshole stretched beyond repair?”

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