Bound and Gagged

*continuation from this thread*

A car arrived in front of a house before three women came out of it. Then, one more woman, looking haggard and tired, as well as covered in a blanket, followed suit. The one clad in red, Oboro Scarlett barked an order to the muscular one to open the hood to take out the one whom they had taken prisoner. Nodding, the muscular one, Vritra Savage, opened the hood, taking out one Jessica Wright, slinging her over her shoulder like a sack of potatoes. For safety precaution, Jessica would be blindfolded so that she couldn't see where she was if she was still conscious.

"Come on, let's do our preparation inside..." Oboro ordered as she told the other women to enter the house. So, they stepped into the house, bringing Jessica into a room, where she would be restrained, having her arms and legs bounded. For the time being, she would be left there for a few hours to wait for Orochi to recover. Jessica would be put on a bed, but with her limbs bound and eyes covered, there would be nothing much she could do but wait for what Oboro and the rest had in store for her.

Jessica was not in a good spot. Naked, in the trunk of someone else's car. She was in pain, and every bump or tight turn in the road caused her even more pain. Despite the fact that she had won the match, it had taken quite the toll on her, and the little after match goatfuck meant that Jessica was in no condition to really be looking for an escape. And if she ran naked into the streets of Tokyo, she was not really sure how that was going to turn out. Finally, with a wicked turn that launched her into the side of the trunk, the car came to a stop.

When the hood opened, she looked up and saw a blur. There were several women there, but Jessica could only make out their shapes dimly. Whatever they had in store for her was not going to be good news, especially after what Jessica did in her match. Immediately, she was slung over the large one's shoulders. Weakened by the car ride and the fight, Jessica was slung over the largest one's shoulder. If she could think properly, she would reflect on how many times she had done the exact same thing to a woman who was smaller than her. But Jessica couldn't think.

She could hardly move. So she was bound and left naked on the bed. Initially, she struggled against the bonds a little bit, but found that to be totally fruitless. Sinking back into the bed, she waited, and rested. She figured she was going to need all of her energy for what was about to happen next.

They would leave Jessica for a while on the bed, alone and bound as they prepared themselves. After a while, they would come to her, and Oboro would order Loretta to take off her blindfold so that the violet-haired woman could see them all.

"Now then..." Oboro began, studying Jessica's feature as she crossed her arms under her ample chest. "I hope you had a very pleasant journey on our way here. And I have to admit that I'm not the most graceful driver out there, so please forgive me if your ride was a tad bumpy..." Chuckling to herself, she would then reach down to Jessica's chin, cupping it. "First of all, let me ask you something... have you ever imagined this happening to you?" She asked, smiling at their prisoner. While the smile might look pleasant, it still didn't hide her true intention as her eyes continued studying Jessica's naked feature.

As soon as the blindfold came off, Jessica assessed the situation. Well, after a second or two, to allow her eyes to adjust to the light. She was naked, in front of a few women who wanted nothing but bad things, surely. Her arms and legs were not in a great position, and even if she could fight back, there was no way that she could beat off three women. She breathed in deeply, and considered the woman's words. No. She had never been in a situation like this. At least, from this side.

Jessica looked up at the woman talking to her. There were so many thoughts running through her mind. How to protect herself. How to carry herself. The moment was pregnant with anticipation. The hand on her chin felt soft, yet condescending. Her purple eyes were wide. "No," she said simply. Then she tried to bite the hand that was near her face.

Oboro could tell from Jessica's eyes that she was trying to find a way to escape her predicament, and she could respect that. Though she wasn't here to pay her any respect as she planned to turn the violet-haired woman into their plaything. Suddenly, Jessica tried to bite her hand, and Oboro would quickly draw her hand back, avoiding her hand from being bitten by the woman.

"Now, now... that's not how civilized people act, you know?" Oboro chided Jessica for her attempt to bite her hand. "Well, it's understandable, considering your circumstances..." She grinned at her. "Now, I suppose we can begin. But to do it here in the bedroom may cause some complications, and I don't want to do any repairing here. So, let's bring you somewhere else instead..."

Oboro then signaled to Vritra to grab Jessica, pulling her up and once again carrying her like a sorry sack of potatoes over her shoulder as she would carry her out of the room, following Oboro to another room where they would carry out their plan.

Jessica chomped down on nothing but her teeth and silently cursed herself. As much as she liked showing that she was not anything to trifle with, she really wanted to get a piece of this woman before this woman got a piece of her. But she could do little other than accept the chiding for the time being. She was sure that there was far worse than words coming. So she thought it was high time to start throwing back a few words of her own. "Untie me right now. I will go one on one with all of you. I will show you what a real woman is."

Yet before she could really make good on her threat, she was thrown over the largest one's shoulder. She was forced to reckon her back muscles, large and impressive as they were. She was starting to think after a night like she had, against a woman such as this, she would have a very rough go of it. Jessica knew the power of appearances, however. And she was going to strive to keep hers up, even as she was being carried helplessly to unknown horrors.

"Untie you? Maybe later, honey. Right now, you better get used to this. It's your first time, right?" Oboro said as Vritra carried Jessica over her shoulder, bringing her to another room, which was devoid of things except that the walls and floor were padded. It was their training room, and it was a perfect place for them to play with Jessica.

"Okay, put her down, Debbie," Oboro ordered Vritra, and the giantess obliged, throwing her down roughly onto the padded floor. Then, they would surround her, looking down on her.

"Remember, you belong to us now, whether you like it or not..." Oboro reminded her. "Whether you are a real woman or not, for now, you are our pet..." she grinned at her darkly, giving away her real intention to the violet-haired woman on the floor.

Jessica let out a bit of an "oof!" as she hit the ground. It was her first time, that was true. But she very much doubted that she was going to get used to this. Hell, she was not even really sure what 'it' was, but she didn't really think it was going to be a tea party. Especially after what she had done to one of their number. She saw that the room was totally devoid of anything that was not them and her, which was not a good sign.

The word pet had a particularly nasty ring in her ear. They had kicked the shit out of her when she was back in the parking lot, and she had no doubt that they could and would do it again. The problem was how much of a fight was Jessica going to put up. Looking up, she assessed the situation. "Don't push it," she said as if she had any control over the situation.

Oboro titled her head when she heard Jessica's words. It felt as if the woman still had any control over her situation, and she found this rather amusing. "And why do you think you still have any say in this whole thing?" Oboro asked as she signaled to Vritra to grab her, and the giantess nodded as she bent down to grab Jessica, pulling her back up. She would have her arms under the violet-haired woman's armpits, restraining her. And due to the difference in heights between the two of them, Jessica would find herself being suspended, her legs not touching the floor.

"Pray tell... do you have any idea what we will do to you next?" Oboro asked as she observed Jessica being restrained by Vritra, which would cause her to thrust her chest forward, giving Oboro the full view of her naked breasts. Oboro couldn't resist herself as she brought one of her hands, giving one of Jessica's ample tits a tentative squeeze. "Also, for such a violent thug, you sure have quite an irresistible body..." she said, drawing circles around Jessica's right nipple as she observed her face so that she could see her reaction to this.

Jessica was so ready to just lay one into the woman who was standing across from her. Verbally of course. Given that her hands and legs were tied up, there was very little she could really do. "Because..." she began, but was rudely cut off when Vritra lifted her up. No longer did her feet touch the floor. Jessica looked down for a second as she dangled in the air, suspended by a woman who was unreasonably strong. She had put other women in this same position before. And now, here she was.

The question was a good one. Whatever was about to happen to her was not going to be good, Jessica could assure that. There was no way this was going to end with just a little chat. As Oboro tweaked grabbed her breast, Jessica shuddered with a mix of pleasure and fear. Then when she ran a ring around her breasts, a deeper shudder still emanated through her. She bit her lip, and did what she could to make her body ready for what was next...