Thursday January 09, 2025

This was her chance, she had to leave now or it was going to be never!

So why weren’t her legs moving?

There was no one around, they had all left a little while ago on various errands, all she had to do was put one foot in front of the other and take one of the cars and drive away.

Her lower lip quivered as she desperately tried to convince her body to move, the keys were right there in the cars, they always were!

The problem was that she knew the errands that the men were on were to pick up more women like her. Or more precisely, like she had been.

Three months ago she’d been on campus, young and eager, but mostly broke. They’d come to the quad and setup their little booth, promising easy money for just a few hours of work a week.

She’d signed up, along with a half dozen other girls, and then they’d all gone to the “introductory seminar” here at the house.

None of them remembered anything presented in the seminar, or any other seminar that they attended over the next couple of weeks, but after four or five of them, they no longer really cared. They’d all dropped out of college, moved into the house, and then the real training had started.

Hours in the basement gym each day, even more watching the training videos, and then orgies to finish off the day. She’d licked so much pussy and sucked so much cock over the last two months that she wasn’t sure she was capable of doing much else.

Finally, two weeks ago, each of the other girls slowly left and never returned. She’d over heard the men talking about finding them new “homes” where they could take care of their “men” properly.

She wasn’t stupid, she knew what that meant. They had been sold off as trophy wives, or mistresses, or whatever. She didn’t like to think too much about what other things the girls might be doing now, but in the back of her mind she knew what those options might be.

She tried one last time to walk over to the truck, but her feet continued to refuse to move, so she let out a sigh and turned around. Then her feet placed themselves one in front of the other and she walked back into the house.

A slight smile crossed her lips, the men wouldn’t be back for a while if her own experience in the quad was any indication. That meant she had a few hours to kill so she could go masturbate to her favourite porno, “Anal Vixens 23”.

A shiver ran through her at the thought and her pace increased, she needed to make sure perfect her performance for the guys. After all, when she’d overheard them talking about the other girls, she’d also overheard them talk about her, and how the only reason they were keeping her around was how tight her ass was, and how much they enjoyed hearing her squeal when they fucked it.

At least here, at the house, she had some hope of escape. She knew if she was ever found a new home, that hope would be gone. So she did everything in her power to make sure they continued to find her ass tight, and her squeals enjoyable.