They untied the weeping, terrified girl and threw her in the back of the van. Lena fell onto the dirty floor and collapsed, sobbing her heart out. Sonny got behind the wheel and they set off back down the rutted forest road to the highway. He drove for another half hour or so and then Lena felt the van make a slow turn and heard gravel crunch under the wheels.
It was still a long time before the van stopped. Finally Jerry threw the back doors open and bundled Lena out. Sonny grabbed her other arm and she just got a quick glimpse of a forbidding three-story brick building before she was carried up a flight of stone steps and through a pair of large doors.
Inside, Lena was dragged across a hall and up another flight of steps. Then there was a dark corridor and Lena hung from their arms as another door opened and she was flung onto the floor.
Gasping and trembling, she looked up. It was a large room and looked like a study. The floor was deeply carpeted and there was a large desk in front of her.
"Get up!" a voice snapped.
Trying to pull her torn dress round her exposed body, Lena struggled to her feet.
On the other side of the desk sat a tall, sinister looking man who stared at her and ran a pen between his fingers, pushing it on the desk top and twirling it, repeating the action constantly, slowly. Beside him stood a woman, her dark hair falling below her shoulders. She had a sharp, hard, but beautiful face with full, sensual lips. Both the man and the woman wore tight outfits of black leather. The man's shirt was open low on his chest, showing his hairy, muscular body. The woman's top was cut lower over a pair of small, thrusting tits. At her waist was a wide, tight belt, and below that a pair of hot pants. Her long, shapely legs were outlined in a pair of skin-hugging boots, Lena saw as she walked slowly round the table.
"Well," she drawled, running her hand across Lena's trembling body. "Nice piece of ass." She pulled the top of Lena's torn dress aside and Lena choked and tried to pull it back.
Instantly the woman slapped her hard across the cheek, getting a stifled sob from the girl as her head spun to one side. Lena let go of her dress and, to her utter horror, she felt the woman's hands on her tits.
"Needs some training though," said the woman. "I'm Zenor and this is Mr. Markson. 'Sir' to you. You will do everything we say from now on or you will find your stay here very painful indeed. Now what is my name?"
"Zenor," said the trembling Lena.
"And what is his name?"
"Mr. – Sir!" said Lena hurriedly as she saw Zenor's hand sweep upwards.
"That's better," said Zenor as she walked slowly around Lena, looking her up and down as she went. "Lift your skirt."
Lena hurried to obey, her trembling hands reaching for the ripped hem and lifting it.
"Higher," said Zenor impatiently, and Lena lifted the dress until it was around her waist and her ass and pussy were exposed for everyone in the room to see. "Turn around. Look at that, Rod! That's one whipped ass for you."
The man behind the desk laughed softly and Lena sobbed as he looked at her beaten ass.
"Bend over," he said.
Lena slowly bent at the waist, lowering her upper body. She didn't dare let go of her dress and she held that position, her hand bunched at her waist, holding the remains of her clothing.
"Not bad," said the man behind the desk. "Old Judgy sure knows the ones to send, eh, Sonny?"
"Yeah," said Sonny. "And he particularly wants a go at this one when she's trained."
The man laughed again, the sound making Lena tremble again. "Maybe," he said, "maybe." Then he also got to his feet. "Stand up."
As he came round the desk to her, he looked even taller and more well-muscled than Lena had thought at first. His face was set and fierce, the face of a man who got what he wanted, exactly when he wanted it. He looked at Lena and slid the top of her dress away from her tits, playing with the nipples thoughtfully.
"Okay," he said, "I think we can make something decent out of this." He went back to the desk and took a set of keys. "Here Sonny, you guys go get yourselves something to eat and then you can have any of the girls in C block. They nearly rioted last night and they need someone to calm them down."
Sonny grinned as he took the keys and he and Jerry went out. It was almost a relief to Lena to have her two violators out of her sight. She then watched as Rod went to the desk and pressed the intercom.
"Send Nancy and Fiona in," he said.
Lena stood on the soft carpet, her body trembling uncontrollably as Rod and Zenor looked at her casually and said nothing. Less than a minute later there was a soft knock on the door.
"Come," said Rod.
Two girls came in rather uncertainly. They were both dressed in tight, blue uniforms, the tops cut low across their tits and the skirts only just reaching to the tops of their stockings. They walked to either side of Lena, the stiletto points of their high-heels digging deep into the carpet.
"I've just promoted you two," said Rod, and the two girls giggled and simpered. "And now I'm giving you a chance to prove you can handle it. Take this one and get her ready for tonight. She'll watch, of course, but I don't want her looking and smelling like this. And don't use any heavy whips on her, she's red enough as it is."
"Yes, Sir," said the darker of the two girls instantly.
Lena was seized again and hustled out of the room. She yelled and struggled all the way through the door. Once they were in the corridor again she was slammed into the wall and held there by the two girls.
"Listen, fuck face," said the brunette, her face inches from Lena's sweating, horrified body, "don't you fuck us around, see? I don't wanna get busted back down to grade three cuz a slut, like you fucks me around. Got that?"
Lena sobbed and shook her head, tears pouring down her face again.
"And if you're wondering, you little cunt, you're grade one, so you gotta long way to go. Got that?"
Lena nodded her head again and almost collapsed onto the floor. They hurried her back along the corridor and into a large empty bathroom. The fittings were luxurious, with a shower, large massage table, a hot tub and sauna room.
Nancy and Fiona flung Lena across the tiled floor and told her to take her clothes off. Knowing there was no way out, Lena did as she was told, slipping the torn dress down to her feet and stepping out of it. The rest of her clothes had already been torn off in her rape.
"Now get in the shower," said Nancy, the darker girl.
Lena shuffled across the floor and stepped into the cubicle. Her face was a mask of shame as she stood there and waited while they turned the shower on. The stream of warm, soothing water almost relaxed the poor girl and she stood there while the two of them washed her body down, from her shoulders to her feet. Then they made her stay there while they washed her hair.
They made her dry herself with a large towel and sat her down while they dried her hair and set it, combing the ends of her straight blonde hair under in the style that flattered her most.
"Hey, that looks good," said Fiona, her wicked, sharp little face pouting as she combed Lena's locks. Like Lena, Fiona had blonde hair, but it was longer and reached far down her back. "What time is it?"
"Just past five," said Nancy.
"Oh, that's fine," said Fiona. "We don't have to have her ready until nine, so I think I'll have me a little suck off."
"We have to get her fed," said Nancy doubtfully.
"I know," said Fiona. "But we're grade four now, baby. We can get these things easier now. Come on!"
Lena broke into tears again as they led her over to the massage table. She wasn't sure what they were going to make her do but it sounded horrible. In growing horror she watched Fiona slide onto the table, and wriggle out of her panties, sliding them down her shapely legs and dropping them on the floor. She spread her legs and slid one of her fingers into the crack of her pussy.
"Suck it," she said, grinning at Lena.
The horror broke over Lena like a tidal wave. She stared at the sulky blonde on the table, her legs spread wide, her short skirt almost up to her waist.
"No!" she screamed. "You can't make me do that!"
Both the girls laughed and Fiona slipped off the table and went to a cupboard by the wall. She selected a slim leather crop about three feet long and came back.
"I said, suck it," she said and swished the thin crop through the air, smacking it into the palm of her hand.
Lena moaned at the prospect of more agony. "Oh, please," she wept, "please, don't make me do something like that, please."
"Shit," said Fiona, "she's gotta learn faster than this."
"Be careful," said Nancy, "remember what Rod said."
"Oh fuck me, he isn't gonna worry if we whip her tits a bit. Just gets them ready for him," said Fiona.
The crop swished again and Lena gasped and choked. "Hold her," said Fiona.
Nancy gripped Lena's arms and pulled them tight behind her back by the elbows, forcing them together until her tits were pushed out, an easy target for Fiona's whip.
"Oh, all right," Lena sobbed, "I'll do it, I promise I will." Fiona laughed and her sharp face grinned in pleasure. "Bit late, my sweet," she said.
Lena stared at the crop as Fiona raised it. It trembled in her hand and then slashed down. The pain exploded from Lena's tits as it cut right across her nipples. She screamed and struggled, but Nancy held her. The crop landed again, just lower than the first cut, sending more agony through Lena's body.
"Now, don't you want to suck my pussy?" asked Fiona softly as she thrashed the crop into Lena's throbbing tits again, making them bounce as the thin red lines of whipped flesh grew and melted together.
"Oh yes!" Lena screamed as the pain erupted through her body.
"How much do you want to suck my pussy?" Fiona asked, whipping her agonized tits again.
"Ahhhh, oh God," Lena moaned as the pain grew and she screamed again.
"Tell me!" said Fiona mercilessly as she cut the red and bouncing flesh again.
"Oh a lot, a lot, aaaagghhh! Ohhhh!" Lena screamed.
Just then the door opened and Rod stuck his head in. "Being difficult, is she, girls?" he asked, looking at the sobbing Lena.
"Can't make up her mind how much she wants to suck my pussy," said Fiona, whipping Lena's tits again and getting the expected scream from her.
"Fuck," said Rod, "doesn't she know she wants to suck it more than anything in the world?"
"Oh yes!" Lena screamed as the crop lashed her unbearably. "I want to suck it more than anything else in the world!"
"There? You see?" said Rod. "That was easy, wasn't it. Have a good time, girls, I won't need her until nine." He left and shut the door.
Fiona put the crop on the edge of the massage table and got back onto it. She spread her legs again and beckoned Lena to her.
"Now suck it good," she snarled, "or I'll whip the shit out of you again."
Hardly knowing what she was doing, Lena bent down and put her mouth close to the slick female flesh of Fiona's pussy. The smell of a woman in heat came up at her and it was curiously exciting. Slowly she lowered her head until her lips touched the hard bud of Fiona's clit.
"Lick it!" Fiona snapped.
Slowly Lena put out her tongue and let it run over the hot cuntflesh. She tasted the pussyjuices as they flowed from Fiona's hot pussy and gave a low moan at the thought of what she was doing.
"Spread my pussy," said Fiona.
Lena stopped, looking up at her, bewildered.
"Like this!" snapped Fiona, putting her hands on the downy flesh on either side of her cunt and easing the lips apart. "Now you do it!"
Hating herself for giving into this debauchery, Lena put her fingers on another woman's cunt and spread the lips. Then she lowered her head again and licked up and down the slit, hearing Fiona give a low moan of lust.
"Lower," snapped Fiona.
Lena knew from the tone of her voice the punishment that would come if she refused. She licked across the pulsing flesh, her tongue exploring the soft hole and then reaching up for the bud of Fiona's clit.
"Now suck it all in your mouth," said Fiona.
Lena gave a moan of despair, but knew she couldn't refuse. She spread her lips across the hot, damp flesh and sucked it into her mouth, running her tongue over as much of it as she could.
"Hold my clit in your teeth and suck and lick it," said Fiona.
Lena did as she was told, sucking the swelling bud between her sharp front teeth and biting down on it just hard enough to hold it in place.
Her tongue flicked back and forth, sweeping over the throbbing clit and making it stand up.
"Bite it harder," Fiona moaned and her hips started to gyrate on the table, heaving up and down, making Lena's head slowly spin to keep up with her. "Harder!"
Lena bit and sucked, her mind in termoil as she felt Fiona's legs spread around her head as she started to come.
"Ohhhh yeahhh!" Fiona screamed. "Oh suck my cunt, suck it, hard you fucker! Harder!"
Lena sucked and bit down on the flesh as hard as she could, feeling Fiona go out of control on the table. Fiona's legs trembled and raised high in the air as she rocked and thrust herself up and down on the table. She grabbed Lena by the hair, yelling at her all the time.
"Suck it, suck it bitch," she screamed. "Oh yeahhh, I'm coming! Hold it like that until I tell you, ohhhh yeahhh, yeahhh!"
Her body beat up and down, her legs tightening round Lena's back as she came and subsided in a series of great heaves. She gasped, her blue skirt all over the place.
"That wasn't too bad. You might do all right with some training."
Lena moaned and sobbed as she saw the teeth marks on Fiona's cunt before the blonde slipped to one side and rolled off the table. "You wanna go?" Fiona asked Nancy.
The brunette stared at the naked Lena. "Nah," she said at length. "I've gotta couple of business friends coming in tonight and they're too good to waste on this cunt." She laughed and walked over to the hot tub. "Get in. You can soak for half and hour or so, do your tits and ass a world of good."
Still trembling and terrified, Lena slid into the hot, swirling water and cried with the relief it gave her. She closed her eyes and tried to pretend the tub was in her house and all she had to do was rest in it until it was time for dinner.