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Chloe and Kim were out for a winter hike, their booted feet crunching the snow as they went. Most people avoided heading out into the woods during such frigid weather, but that was exactly why the two sisters loved it. The trails tended to be so much quieter this time of year, allowing them to actually enjoy nature rather than be annoyed by people. Plus it wasn’t hard to bundle up for the weather, Choe was in a light blue puffer and brown ski pants while her sister had orange and white puffer coat and snow pants combo. Both girls had beanies with large snow goggles pulled over them, ready for any severe wind that might occur.
The two women looked practically like twins, although in reality Kim was a couple of years older than her sister Chloe. They had always been one another’s best friend however, doing nearly everything together. Unfortunately, that practice of doing everything as a unit was about to take an extremely dark turn.
As the pair rounded a corner, up ahead on the trail they saw a group of people. The sisters were immediately taken aback as every member of the group was wearing a thick yellow snowsuit with snow goggles and ski mask. Ropes were slung over their shoulders and the moment the sisters came into view they turned and looked at them intently.
“Urrr ummm hi guys? Or gals?”
“Folks?”
The two sisters’ nervousness as palpable. Something about the group was unnerving. The yellow suited group began to remove the ropes from their shoulders and slowly approached the pair. Chloe and Kim glanced at each other fearfully and began backing away from the approaching group.
“Wha-what are you doing with those ropes?”
Chloe asked nervously, when she received no reply Kim grabbed her by the shoulder and turned her around.
“Let’s get the hell out of here.”
The two sisters began to make a run for it, figuring they could move a fair bit faster than a group of people in heavily insulated downsuits. Much to their horror however coming around the bend was a second group of similarly dressed people. Chloe and Kim were now sandwiched between the two groups which were drawing ever closer. Even worse, on one side of the trail was a rock face while on the other was a small lake. The sisters literally had no where to run from the approaching groups.
“What the hell do you weirdos want???”
Chloe asked, her voice dripping with fear. Kim was being a bit more proactive and had picked up a decent sized rock with which to try and defend her herself. When the group kept approaching, she ended up throwing the rock at them, striking one of the mysterious people in the chest. As puffy as their suit was, the blow had simply been softened to such a degree the person didn’t even wince from the hit.
Before Kim could try again the group was on them. The two sister’s tried to fight them off, but there was well over a dozen of the strange suited figures. Through sheer strength of numbers they overpowered the struggling girls, manipulating their bodies so though they were little more than dolls.
“Why won’t you creepy assholes answer us???”
Chloe cried out as her arms were twisted behind her back. She glanced over at Kim who gave a cry of pain as her arms were contorted into a vicious reverse prayer position.
“We want you to join us.”
One of the figures spoke as rope began to be wrapped around Kim’s wrists. Chloe soon gave her own cry of pain as her arms were forced into a reverse prayer as well.
“Oh you want us to join you? Well no fucking thanks, so how about you piss off and let us go?”
Kim snarled at her captors, not cowed into compliance by the pain shooting through her arms.
“It wasn’t a request, you WILL join us.”
The mysterious suited figures were heavily wrapping the sisters’ arms in the rope. Practically everything from their wrists to their elbows had been wrapped in rope with their puffy jackets poking out from the narrow spaces between ropes. Chloe and Kim were continuing to struggle, but their efforts were proving utterly ineffective.
“Why the hell do you want us to join you you weirdos???”
Chloe whined as she struggled against the increasing bondage. The group had begun wrapping more ropes around their arms, connecting their upper arms to their lower arms as they worked and making it impossible to try and wiggle out of the reverse prayer positions.
As some of the group worked on the girls’ arms, others had turned their attention to their legs. Chloe and Kim’s legs were forced together and ropes bound around each of them at the ankles and just below the waist around their thighs. Chloe received no answer to her query as the strange figures continued intently binding their helpless captives.
“Are you fucking mufghmmmphhh!!!!!”
Kim had begun to snarl another protest, but was met by a vile mixture of used socks and panties. The young woman began making muffled retching noises as the horrid flavor hit her tongue. Chloe immediately clamped her own mouth shut upon seeing what they were doing to her sister. The figures were not discouraged however, one of them merely pressed a gloved hand over the girl’s nose, depriving her of all air. Chloe thrashed and struggled, but eventually instinct took over and she opened her mouth, allowing her to get a similar dirty cocktail to her sister.
The pair were screaming and coughing as the laundry tormented them, but their captors mercilessly continued to shovel more socks and underwear in. Chloe and Kim glanced at each other in pained misery, but could do nothing to help either themselves or one another. Their cheeks were bulging outward to make room for the festering loads, eventually each woman had three socks and four pairs of women’s used panties in their mouth. Their cries were heavily muffled and sounded almost inhuman at this point.
As Chloe and Kim had been getting gagged, their legs had continued to be given additional bondage. Brutally tight lashes of rope had been added above and below the girls’ knees and around their thighs. Even if they weren’t being manhandled by a large group of people the sisters would have now found escape to be utterly impossible.
“We like puffy things, we like cute boys and girls in cute puffy things. The really cute ones, like you, we like to join us.”
Chloe and Kim both gave muffled cries of protest at the thought of joining these weirdos. Their protests were met with the ripping noise of duct tape as the suited figures began wrapping duct tape around their lower faces, sealing the filthy laundry in. Their captors were being cruel with the tightness, the sisters’s dark brown eyes were welling up with tears of strain and pain as numerous passes of duct tape encircled their heads.
“You protest now, but you will be trained. Eventually you will embrace being one of us… or else.”
Random members of the group continued to talk, a mixture of male and female. Beyond speaking though gender was impossible to tell with the puffy yellow suits. The sisters’ faces were eventually wrapped in dozens of tight layers of the tape. With their gags complete, they were forced to kneel on the ground. They exchanged nervous glances again, scarcely believing this bizarre kidnapping was happening.
“And believe me, the or else is unpleasant so you would be wise to embrace your new lives.”
Kim gave a muffled, but distinctly enunciated ‘fuck you’ which Chloe eagerly shook her head in agreement over. If the defiance annoyed their captors in anyway they didn’t show it, instead more rope began to be tied around the girls’ chests, running above and below their breasts. The rope also served to press their bound arms even tighter into their backs, making the already straining bondage even more painful.
Chloe and Kim were then forced to lie on the ground and their captors began to bend their legs backward until their calves were pressing against their own thighs. Several lengths of rope were then used to bind their legs into the position, leaving the sisters unable to move anything other than their feet in a meaningful way. Apparently that was too much for their captors as each woman was given another length of rope around their booted feet, robbing them of even that tiny freedom.
With their legs now tightly compacted, the mysterious suited captors began forcing the sisters to bend forward. Chloe and Kim began crying into their gags as the position became steadily more straining with each passing second. Their kidnappers were merciless though, eventually bending them each into such a severe ball tie that their breasts were being crushed by their own legs. Even more rope was then used to tie them into the uncomfortable and incredibly compact position.
“If you think you are uncomfortable now, just wait. Like we said, it would be best for you to not resist or this will seem comfortable in comparison.”
The sisters defiantly gave muffled protests to the sinister threat. The suited figure who had spoke merely shrugged as one of their partners stepped forward with a pair of large backpacks. The tight ball ties meant Chloe and Kim were each easily shoved into a backpack, at which point two of the suited figures slipped the bags on and began hiking down the trail with the rest of their crew.
Inside their separate bags, the sisters’ minds were racing. Despite their shoes of defiance they were understandably terrified of their current situation. Their minds raced with dark thoughts of just what their captors might do to them. Nevertheless, despite the fear, they separately resolved that they would not break…
Several Hours Later
The past several hours had easily been the most miserable in the sisters’ lives. Their captors had hiked through the woods until coming to a couple of unmarked vans. Upon reaching the vans however Chloe and Kim had not been let out of the uncomfortable bags in which they had been shoved. Instead the pair of sisters had merely been set on the ground and left to wallow in their discomfort the entire duration of the drive.
The physical torment was bad enough for the women, the mental anguish might have even been worse. Their minds had been racing with dark thoughts about just what their strange captors might do to them. The threat that their current miserable bondage would be ‘comfort’ compared to what was coming in particular stuck in their minds, causing their imaginations to run wild with various tortures.
At last the van began to slow to a stop, Chloe and Kim squirmed nervously in their bags, both eager to be free of the compact spaces yet terrified to see what was going to come next. Once the van had fully stopped, their bags were wordlessly picked up and carried by their captors. They walked for some distance before the girls could tell their captors had stopped.
“The one in the blue coat can watch, the orange and white jacketed one will be tortured first.”
One of the monotone captors spoke, eliciting terrified cries from the sisters. They started with Chloe, digging her out of the bag. As she looked around she saw they were in a rather barren concrete room, the only ‘decorations’ were various ropes and pieces of BDSM equipment that hung from the walls, the sight of which caused Chloe to begin crying even more frantically into her thick gag.
“Your sister is the one who should be crying, you just have to watch. Although your position will certainly be uncomfortable.”
Much to Chloe’s surprise considering the comment about ‘comfort’, the suited figures began undoing the painful ball tie which had been tormenting her for the last few hours. Once she was untied, her chest harness was undone as well, only to be retied underneath rather than over her arms this time. Then her cruel reverse prayer was undone as well. Chloe’s heart was beating faster and faster, her bondage seemed to be getting better rather than worse which was filling her with a deep dread.
She tried to take advantage of her newfound arm freedom, but the figures manhandled her with ease. Even if she wasn’t sore and tired from hours of tight bondage, there was simply no way she could fight off so many people. Rope was lashed around her wrists, forearms, and above and below her elbows. Chloe whimpered, the new arm bondage was rather uncomfortable, but was admittedly better than the reverse prayer had been.
A rope was now tied to the front of her chest harness and pulled underneath her crotch. Chloe let out a muffled groan as the rope was pulled tighter and tighter. Even with her thick snow pants on, her captor was pulling on the rope to such a brutalizing degree that it was rapidly becoming painful. Her whimpers grew more frantic the tighter the rope was pulled, getting to the point she thought it was going to saw her in half. Eventually it was tied off to the back of her chest harness however, leaving her trapped in the near unbearable discomfort.
Chloe’s situation was about to grow far worse however. The suited figures picked Chloe up and carried her over to where a chain with a small ring was hanging from the ceiling. Ropes were tied to her neck, elbows, wrists, and ankles and those ropes were then tied to the ring. The suited figures released her causing Chloe to cry out in pain as she was now left in a painful suspended hogtie.
“Add another rope there, make sure she can’t turn away from her sister’s torture. She needs to know what is coming for her next.”
One of the figures pointed to her chest. A rope was tied to her chest then run down to a ring anchored to the floor. The rope didn’t worsen her discomfort, but it made it so she could no longer spin in the air. She was left staring straight at another chain that was dangling from the ceiling where she assumed Kim would soon be forced to hang from.
“Get the other recruit and we will begin her education.”
A couple of the figures went over to Kim’s bag and dragged her out. She gave her younger sister a terrified look as she was carried over to the chain. Kim was somewhat carelessly dropped onto the floor at which point several figures began untying her bindings. They went far further than they did with Chloe, untying every bit of bondage she had other than her tape mittens and gag. Kim tried to fight them, but similarly to her sister she was simply too tired and too outnumbered to be successful.
Kim’s wrists were forced to cross in front of her at which point they were viciously wrapped together. The girl’s arms were then pulled over her head and slipped over a hook that was on the end of the chain. Kim was left painfully stretch out, forced to try to balance on the ends of her boots. As she spun in the air she and Chloe occasionally made terrified eye contact, both fearful of what was going to come next.
“You will now be tortured until you break and join us. Resistance is futile, many of the people here were once like you and now all are willing members.”
The sisters whimpered fearfully, the realization that some of the suited figures in front of them were once kidnapped victims was a horrifying revelation. Still, they each shared a glance that was grim determination to not become like these people.
“Some resist longer than others, but all eventually come to see things our way. Prepare her so we can begin.”
Kim cried out in protest as her snowpants were grabbed and pulled down to below her knees. Her matching coat was then unbutton and unzipped, revealing under unsettling top. One of the figures now approached her with a pair of fabric scissors and began using them to cut away her top until only her bra remained to protect her modesty. That modesty did not last long however, her bra and panties were cut away too, leaving her partially nude and exposed to her captors in a way that left her deeply uncomfortable.
“Clamp her, that will be a good introduction to pain.”
Kim’s brown eyes went wide when one of her suited captors began approaching with a pain of nipple clamps connected by a thin chain. The young woman tried to turn away, but stretched out and barely able to touch the ground as she was, the figure had little trouble putting the first metal clamp in place. Kim let out a blood curdling cry that even her thick gag struggled to mute. Chloe began protesting into her own gag at her sister’s discomfort. One of the figures turned to her and made a sushing motion.
“Patience, you will get your turn. We only like to focus on one recruit at a time however.”
Kim frantically shook her head, but was shown no mercy as the second clamp was put into place, eliciting a fresh round of muffled cries from the two sisters.
“That isn’t even the painful part yet. Tighten them.”
Kim let out a confused series of grunts, questioning how this wasn’t the painful part. The helpless woman soon received her answer however as the narrow chain connecting the clamps was tightened. Kim squirmed and bucked against her restraints as the pain became so severe it felt like her nipples were going to be pulled off. Once the chain was fairly taut, her misery somehow grew even worse as a small weight was hung off the chain, putting even more tension on her tormented tits.
“She breathes too easily, fix it.”
Kim’s nostrils had been flaring as she tried to take deep breaths to calm herself. Before she even realized what was happening, one of the suited figures had rammed a pair of beads into her nose. The beads reduced the diameter of her air ways considerably, making sucking in air a far more difficult task for the panicked woman.
“She should not get clean air until she joins us.”
One of them now approached with easily the dirtiest looking sock either of the sisters had seen before. The sock was pressed over her nose, as they began taping it in place Kim began to make muffled retching noises. The sock somehow smelled even worse than it looked, being so appalling that it made the dirty laundry filling her mouth taste good in comparison. Chloe began making more muffled protests as she watched her older sister in unspeakable misery, but she was merely shhhed and told to wait her turn yet again.
“Let’s begin easy on her, get the toothbrush.”
One of the figures began to approach with an electric toothbrush. Kim was deeply confused, considering the tortures they had already made her suffer through, tickling seemed almost innocent and playful. Unfortunately the woman grossly underestimated how the torture would synergize with her other torments. The moment the whirling brush hit her stomach she began to squirm and laugh. In theory this wasn’t so bad, but the involuntary movements jiggled her breasts and the weight dangling from her clamps, causing them to be pulled on in an even more painful way. The laughing made her already difficult breathing even worse, forcing her to suck in deep breaths of the putrid sock just to get the bare minimum of air. Chloe could only watch in horror as her sister bucked and thrashed in clear agony.
“Take her boots and socks off and get the mat.”
The tickling stopped for a moment as her boots and socks were pulled off her feet, leaving her standing on the cold concrete. A metal square was pulled over and placed under her feet. Kim began moaning in pain as she realized the metal had numerous sharp studs built into it, making it impossible for her to stand in a way that wasn’t misery inducing. The probing with the brush then resumed, now made even worse by the fact the tickling made her move, constantly leading to her putting more weight onto her feet as she thrashed about. The torture continued for quite some time, or it at least seemed to be quite some time. It was difficult for the sisters to tell in the featureless grey room.
“Time to introduce her to more proper pain.”
Chloe and Kim both protested into their gags, not understanding how the utter agony that poor Kim had been going through didn’t constitute ‘proper’ pain. The sisters didn’t have to wait long to find out though. One of the suited figures approached Kim with a wooden paddle and promptly hit her in the stomach with it. Kim cried out in pain, but was soon given another blow to the stomach.
The suited figure alternated between her stomach and rear, striking them hard with the wooden paddle. The blows from the paddle were even worse than the tickling as it caused her to jerk involuntarily which still jiggled her clamps yet the blows themselves were far more uncomfortable than the tickling had been. Without warning they suddenly struck her in the left breast, sending such an extreme shot of pain through her that she nearly threw up. The beating continued for nearly as long as the tickling had, leaving her skin reddish from the blows.
“I grow aroused, do we agree we should have some fun with the recruit?”
One of the figures asked in their strange, almost robotic tone. The figures began nodding in agreement, and much to the sisters’ horror they began to unzip their crotch’s. The men’s erect dicks were on full display whereas the females began to slip on large strap ons. Kim was now hysterically blubbering into her gag, terrified at the sexual turn things were taking.
“Recruits provide the group’s entertainment. If you don’t want to pleasure us, you need to join us. Until then we will use you as we wish.”
One of the figures stated in a matter of fact tone as one of their associates waled up to Kim and firmly grabbed her as they slid their cock inside of her. Chloe and Kim both screamed protests, but they were ignored as the suited man began fucking her. Much to Kim’s horror one of the suited women came up to her from began and slid their strap on inside her ass. The twin assault was just the beginning for the poor woman, the group of suited figures began taking turns raping her as Chloe helplessly watched. At first Kim screamed and protested while trying to escape the assault, but eventually she grew so fatigued and demoralized that she just went limp and took it.
The entire group took their turns with the poor woman, cum was dripping down her legs onto the metal mat that she was forced to stand on. She let out a side of relief as the last figures zipped the suits back up, seemingly denoting the end of her humiliation. Unfortunately the strange group had no intentions of letting their prey off easy. One of the suited figures approached with a large dildo while the other had a butt plug. Kim was helpless to resist as the objects were rammed into her, causing her to groan in pain as the invaders expanded her now sore ass and pussy.
“Let’s give our recruit so enjoyment too.”
A remote was pressed, causing the two invaders to rumble to life. Kim moaned as the dildo rapidly brought her to orgasm. As the toy continued vibrating however the unwanted sexual pleasure became overwhelming to the point of painful. The suited figures showed no signs of turning the invaders off though, forcing her to continue suffering through the sexual torment.
“We should eat, then we can come back and continue. We will begin with the cattle prod and candle wax after dinner.”
With that the group began filing out of the room. Chloe looked at her sister with a deep look of pity and helplessness. Kim turned away, turning red with humiliation that her younger sister had to watch her helplessly be brutalized. Unfortunately for the pair, the recruitment was only just beginning…
A Week Or So Later
Chloe was alone in a featureless concrete room. It was an environment she had become quite familiar with the past week and as far as she was concerned it might as well be the fiery pits of hell for as much torture and agony as she had experienced here.
The young woman was still dressed in her blue coat, although it had become stained with sweat and cum from the days of abuse both physical and sexual. She was heavily bound to a hard wooden chair which was bolted to the ground. The chair had a built in butt plug which was currently seated in her rear. The woman had honestly forgotten what it felt like to not have her orifaces filled with unwanted invaders.
The suited kidnappers had subjected the sisters to a brutalizing battery of tortures and had contorted the poor women to all manner of different bondage positions, all of which had been designed to maximize physical discomfort. Yesterday had been exceptionally bad as Chloe had been arched backwards over an A frame then waterboarded with a fetid water mixture, all while subjected to the standard paddling and nipple clamps.
Even when left alone, the girls had been tortured. Right now poor Chloe had beads shoved in her nose, several pairs of dirty panties pulled over her head, and nipple clamps crushing her tits underneath her coat. Several electrodes had been placed on her and sporadically hit her with painful jolts of electricity.
The most concerning of her current situation however though was Kim, or more accurately the lack of Kim. A couple of days ago the sisters and been tied together, forced to share a dildo and nipple clamps while they were tortured by their suited captors. After that torture session Kim had been dragged off, and Chloe had not seen her sense. This put her at a deep unease, up until that point their kidnappers had always kept them together. The young woman was terrified that meant something exceptionally bad had happened to her sister.
Suddenly her thoughts were interrupted by the distinct swishing of nylon as her captors began to file into the room. Much to Chloe’s confusion, two empty down suits laid down on the ground in front her.
“Come, do not hesitate.”
There was a small cry as another down suited figure which had been trailing around the others quickened their pace to keep up with the rest of the group.
“Today is decision day.”
A chill went down Chloe’s spine, the hesitant figure had spoken and she had a sickening realization that she recognized the voice: Kim. Chloe cried out into her gag in horror, but the figure did not show any response to her sister’s crying.
“That’s right, your sister chose to join us. Now it is your turn.”
“It is deceptive to suggest you have a choice, but how you join us is up to you.”
Kim spoke again, but her voice had the same flat monotone that the other suited figures had. Chloe didn’t understand what they did to her to make Kim agree to this, but she was determined to not do the same.
“You will receive a suit today, this one is normal.”
One of the figures motioned to the suit lying to Chloe’s right. It didn’t look any different from the suit lying next to it from as far as she could tell.
“It is just a normal suit, like the ones we and your sister are wearing. This suit though-“
The figure now motioned to the suit on the left.
“-it has certain… painful modifications. It is also coated in multiple places with a glue that will last for months before breaking down. If you choose this you will suffer for months, even if you change your mind.”
“So will you join us or will you suffer until we offer again?”
Kim spoke up again, Chloe screamed at her sister, trying to snap her out of whatever brainwashing they had put on her. Kim remained emotionless however, showing no sign that she pitied her sister.
“You must choose.”
Chloe let out a parade of muffled protests and screams which the suited group took at refusal.
“Are you sure? As warned if you refuse you will be glued into the torture suit, and you will not be able to get out of it for months.”
Chloe gave some more muffled screams and even nodded her head towards the suit on the left, denoting her refusal to join these monsters.
“So be it.”
One of the figures said in a flat tone. If the group were disappointed by her choice they didn’t show it. Kim turned to the modified suit and began unzipping it. Chloe swallowed nervously as she saw the suit had wiring running through it. Even worse once it had been unzipped to the crotch she saw a butt plug and dildo had been built into the suit.
“Begin untying the recruit.”
One of the figures spoke and Kim walked over to her sister, joined by several other suited figures. Chloe kept calling out to her sister, begging her to help her. Kim continued to not respond and with the goggles she was wearing as part of her outfit Chloe couldn’t even see if her sister was looking at her while she pleaded with her.
Kim and the other suited figures began untying the copious ropes binding Chloe to the seat. The young woman kept struggling, but it was no more effective than it had been any of the other times she had tried to resist her captors. Once she was fully free of the ropes, she was lifted up, allowing the plug of the chair to slide out of her ass. She then began to be stripped of her remaining clothing until she was completely nude other than her thick tape gag.
Chloe made another attempt to plead with her sister, hoping that she had just been pretending to help the captors until Chloe was free, but Kim continued to aid the captors as Chloe was dragged towards the ‘punishment’ suit. The struggling woman was forced to the ground and her left leg was forced into the left leg of the suit.
As Kim began to force Chloe’s right leg into the leg of the suit, the woman let out a moan of sexual arousal much to Chloe’s revulsion and horror. She stared at her sister as she continued morning, scarcely believing she seemed to be so broken that she was turned on by torturing her own sister.
“Your sister has an electrical collar to punish her if she does bad, but a dildo to reward her if she does well to continue her training as a new member of our group.”
Chloe was disgusted and appalled, but could do little for herself or Kim at this point.
“Your dildo will not give you orgasms though, it will merely tease but never satisfy.”
Kim had let out a particularly loud moan then stopped to speak to her sister. The brainwashed woman then slid the suit’s dildo into Chloe, violating her own sister without any sign of remorse. Chloe let out a muffled cry as the built in butt plug was also rammed into her.
“The edging will remind you of what pleasures await you when you choose to finally join us.”
One of the figures stated as Kim began to zip up her sister’s suit as two other suited figures shoved Chloe’s arms into the puffy sleeves of the suit. Kim stopped zipping around mid stomach, causing Chloe’s heart to flutter as she thought maybe her sister was finally resisting. Unfortunately, she only paused to take a pair of built in nipple clamps and pinch them around her sister’s sore nipples. Chloe screamed in pain and betrayal as the suit was now zipped up to the top by her own sister.
“You have no one to blame but yourself, you could have joined us… like I did.”
Kim said in the off putting flat tone before letting out a moan of pleasure as she was ‘rewarded’ for her good behavior. Chloe cried out as she noticed a dull itching sensation that was rapidly intensifying. The young woman didn’t realize it, but in addition to adhesive her new suit had been coated with a powerful, but long acting, itching powder. Even worse, an electrical jolt suddenly shot through her left butt cheek as Chloe realized with dread the suit had electrodes built into it with which to shock her.
“Let’s get her to her bedroom.”
One of the figures stated as Kim helped the others force Chloe to her feet. Chloe cried into her gag as she realized the puffy boots of the suit had been studded, painfully poking into the bare soles of her feet. The young woman was forced to walk as the group proceeded deeper into the featureless concrete building. They soon came to a small room which was barren except for a single extremely puffy sleeping bag with built in straps lying in the center of the room.
“You will stay in this for the next month at which point you will be let out and allowed to go on a hunt with us. If you behave on the hunt then you will be allowed nicer quarters.”
Kim said in a dead tone as Chloe pleaded with her to not do this. The group forced Chloe towards the bag though and held her in place as Kim squatted down and began unzipping the monstrous sack.
“The suit will stay on though, there is no changing that until the glue breaks down in months. You were warned.”
One of the other figures stated in a matter of fact tone as Chloe was forced down to the ground. She made one last frenzied effort to resist, but simply could do nothing as the puffy black sack was slowly zipped closed around her. Chloe could feel herself sweating profusely which seemingly made the itching powder even stronger as she wanted to claw off her own skin at this point.
The suited group mercilessly zipped the bag up until it was closed. Then without warning they pulled up both the hood of Chloe’s down suit and the hood of the sleeping bag. As the hoods were cinched closed the terrified and miserable woman was now left blind and mostly deaf.
With their prey inside the sack, the group began to tighten its built in straps, pulling them maliciously tight. There were so many straps sewn into the bag that it practically left Chloe mummified in the fabric bands. The shiny black nylon bulged out between the straps from just how tightly its occupant was being bound.
“You can now lie here and think about your choices. Maybe in a month you will realize the error of your ways.”
Kim said in a cold voice, but Chloe could barely make out what she said. The bound woman cried after her sister, already regretting her decision to resist and wanting to take it back. The group was already filing out of the room, having no intentions of backing off their decision.
In her puffy prison, Chloe was in physical and emotional agony. The whole situation was made worse by the fact her own sister did this to her, moaning in orgasmic bliss at times while she did so. She cursed herself from her stubbornness, seeing that he attempts at resistance earned her nothing but agony. Chloe hoped that her captors were bluffing, that she wasn’t actually glued into her suit and she wouldn’t be trapped as a blind nylon worm for a month. The miserable woman knew with a deep dread though, if they weren’t bluffing there was very little she would be able to do about it now.