Into The Unknown

As if on cue, while Clyde and Violate were dancing, our from the doorway poked a little blonde head who stared down at Heather quietly. Macha barely spared her a glance and Babd looked curiously on the scene. Then, from behind her came a voice.

"Babd... what are you doing? Why is the door open?" The Blonde's eyes widened and she fumbled for words, pointing at Heather and Macha. Morrigan, the red head leader of the maid trio caught a glimpse and looked at Heather's back. A special delivery?" She asked with a smile and slowly began to creep up on Heather. "Mmm, I've been wanting to have some fun!"

Morrigan then pulled out her dust rag and leaped forward with one hand to try and wrap it around Heather's mouth to keep her from screaming. The other would grab at one of her boobs to pull her into the house.

"Babd! Macha! Bring her inside! Let's have some fun!"

"Fufufu." Violate laughed at Clyde's confusion. "It makes perfect sense, if you bother to listen." Violate said. "Oh." She added curiously as her ear twitched. "Beware the Jabberwock, my son. The jaws that bite, the claws that catch. Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun the frumious Bandersnatch. It may be too late for dearest Alice, however, fufufu." She said in a sing song voice as her smile returned.

"Uh..Clyde..hold on.." Heather would let out as he would say that what Violate did wasn't funny. Immediately after, Heather would scramble to try and stop Clyde as he would stumble to his feet, charging towards Violate. Unfortunatley, she wasn't able to top him as she would stare at him on all fours as he ran towards Violate, trying to attack her.

Her heart would jump as time seemed to slow down when Violate would evade his punch, tripping him onto the ground. She would sit up on her legs, her hands on her mouth as she watched she whole thing go down, what Violate said next though struck sometihng in her. She was sort of right about the whole thing, Clyde had really risked getting shot when he charged towards her, and as much as she wanted to protect him, she was taken back by Violate's words.

At Clyde's yelling Heather's eyes would widen as she would stand up quickly. She would go to say something, but would suddenly be cut off as Morrigan's dust rag was suddenly wrapped around her mouth. She would also suddenly feel the girl's hand grip at her breast, causing her face to redden as she would attempt to turn her head to see the red-head. "Mmmmnm!?!?" She would let out in a panic as well, struggling frantically to get away.

"No it don't make no sense! And I ain't got no time to listen!" Clyde would snap back at Violate as he remained kneeling on the ground, glaring up at her with an odd look of confusion as she continued to speak her nonsense about a jobberwock, (Which Clyde swore was the missing link between a Wookie and an Ewok.) the jaws that bite, the Jubjub bird, the frumious Bandersnatch before saying that it may be too late for dearest Alice. Hearing all that though was the final straw for Clyde, he couldnt take any more of Violate's words.

"The fuck kinda crazy ass bullshit you talkin' about, ya stupid bitch!? And Goddammit her name ain't Alice, it's Heather! Heather Sunderland Gasti-..." Clyde would snap back at Violate as he rose to his feet and shouted at Violate before looking over at Heather and seeing some red haired woman putting a cloth over her mouth, trying to abduct her into the mansion. "H-Heather!" Clyde would let out as his eyes winded before he darted as fast he could towards Heather, going right past Violate (If she allowed him), trying to grab onto Heather's hand and pull her back with one hand while his free right hand would try to press against Morrigan's face and force her off of Heather, trying to pry her off in the door way of the mansion, not paying any attention to Babd or Macha

"Let her go, Goddammit!"

Violate watched as Clyde rushed off. She didn't bother stopping him. Her fun time was over and now she'd have to go back to tending her flowers, something she found quite enjoyable. She gave a last look and then turned around and began to slowly walk off, whistling happily as she did, holstering her gun.

"Macha, Grab her legs!" Morrigan called out. "Yes, Mistress." Replied the black haired girl and lifted Heather's legs to more easily drag her into the mansion. "I don't think the dungeon is being used, let's take her down there and have some fun with her. " She looked at Heather and gave her boob a rub and licked her lips before properly lifting her up. "I don't know who you are, but there's no way you would be let in here if we couldn't have some fun with you."

Morrigan then looked up at the yelling Clyde and furrowed her brow. "Babd. Take care of him. Feel free to have some fun, if you're able to."

The blonde's eyes lit up. "T-Thank you mistress!" She said and watched them drag Heather off. She then closed the door and looked at Clyde. "Hello!" She said and bowed, even as he charged. She then grinned widely and looked at him, not seeming to budge one bit.

Heather would be still frantically struggling as Macha would grab her legs, lifting them up. Left to only shuffle side to side, she would look up and around in a panic, not knowing what in the world was going on. It happened quite fast, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, she had sent from being worried about Clyde charging towards an armed woman to suddenly being seemingly taken captive.

Hearing Morrigan talk about taking her to the dungeon, Heather's eyes would widen and she would go to frantically swing herself back and forth, only to be stopped almost that instant as she would feel Morrigan rub at her boob. She would let out an unavoidable moan, muffled by the rag at her mouth as she would tilt her head back to look at the girl.

Hearing her give directions and such, she would quickly look back down, seeing the door shut and separate her from Clyde, causing her to let out a loud yell, or at least she would try to, it ending up completely muffled against the rag, as she would frantically struggle in the two girls' grasp.

"I said let her go, dammit!" Clyde would yell out angrily as he charged forth towards the door way while Macha and Morrigan began taking off with Heather, watching as Morrigan toyed with Heather's breasts, only infuriating the Texan even more. Anyone who dared touch his lover in front of him in such a way was just begging for a beating, regardless of gender.

"Don't you dare close that fuckin' door!" Clyde would yell out. Much to his frustration though, he wasn't fast enough to reach his beloved in time and would watch as Macha and Morrigan managed to take Heather inside the mansion while Babd closed the door behind them. "What the fuck did I just say!?!?" He'd exclaim while Babd turned towards him and greeted him with a 'Hello!' before bowing to him.

"Goodbye!" Clyde would snap to Babd as he sprinted towards her before stopping directly in front of her, trying to muscle her out of the way with a forceful shove to the side.

Babd looked at Clyde with a goofy grin but as she was shoved hard and bounced off the door, she furrowed her brow cutely. "Hey!" She said in her squeaky voice as Clyde pushed passed her. She reached out with her hand from behind and went to grab Clyde's crotch and give it a hard squeeze, hoping to put the lock on his balls. "Like this! Like this!" She demanded. "Mistress said we could play so stay and have fun! If I let you go, kick me in the pussy, ok?" She said with a hopeful grin on her face.

While Babd and Clyde played, Morrigan and Macha carried Heather like she was a sofa through the mansion, Morrigan only stopped briefly to shove the dust rag into Heather's mouth like a gag so she could use both hands more effectively. They wheeled her quickly to door that Morrigan kicked open. It lead down to some stairs and Macha went down first as they began to descend towards the basement.

Carried through the mansion, Heather couldn't even tell how far she was being brought in as she was just focused purely on struggling. She would soon feel Morrigan shove the rag into her mouth like a gag, making it even more difficult for her to get anything out as she would let out another muffled groan. She would dart her eyes around, trying to find some possibly way she could get free, but soon wound find herself being brought to that staircase.

As they descended towards the basement, Heather would let out one groan and yell after another, muffled completely by the dust rag that was balled up in her mouth, shaking her body constantly in a struggle.

With Babd being easily removed like nothing, Clyde figured he'd have an easy shot towards getting inside the mansion to the chase down the two maids who captured Heather and get his beloved back safely. What Clyde didn't count on was the little pipsqueak, Babd, stopping him by grabbing his family jewels from behind and squeezing oh so tightly, quickly making the Texan's eyes go wide and his knees buckle, his legs trembling while he howled in agony. "You... Gotta bit kiddin' me here!" Groaned Clyde through his tightly gritted teeth, looking over his shoulder at the happy Babd.

His eyes would widen even more in sheer shock once he heard her request, giving her a look of absolute disbelief to what she was requesting. "Whut!?" He'd let out, thinking he heard her request wrong but no she was asking him to kick her in the pussy of all places! The pain was killing him and there was no time to think, Clyde had to accept her insane request and save Heather, along with no longer wanting to deal with the agony that came with Babd squeezes his balls.

"Alright! Alright! Whatever you want just hurry the fuck up and let me go, dammit!" He'd yell out.

Babd's eyes lit up when she heard Clyde's words. This was going to be fun! She let go and then hopped on his back to wrap her arms tightly around his neck. "Ok, But struggle first! Use your elbows and slam me into the wall! Once you dislodge me then just stomp on my pussy as hard as you can! It's ok to grind your boot down too!" She squeaked in delight and then chomped down on Clyde's ear and began sucking on it.

While Babd and Clyde continued to play, Morrigan and Macha were carrying Heather through a large finished basement. It seemed huge and had a full sized ring in it. A veritable gym of exercise equipment and even a fully stocked bar. They carried her toa point where they entered another room. This one was small and crammed like a foyer and one side of the antechamber had not a wall but bars like a prison. It seemed dark and dreary. Morrigan nodded to Macha and the girl let go of Heather. There the black haired girl opened the swinging barred door and Morrigan began to drag Heather into the room. Macha closed it behind her.

The "dungeon" was quite aptly named. It had all sorts of medieval torture devices as well as a variety of various modern day toys and gadgets. Morrigan's eyes gleamed as she looked to a large wooden table. "Let's chain her to the rack, Macha." She said with a devilish grin.

"Yes, Mistress."