(This story is a follow up to Kinktober24: 2 Lost, link below)

David was more than a little suspicious when, late that morning at breakfast, his girlfriend Allie had suggested, in an all too casual tone, “How about a little wager, to make our game today more interesting?” and with good reason. After all, it had been in just such a tone she had suggested the wager that had led to his present situation: naked but for a collar around his neck, shackles on his hands and feet, a thick panel gag buckled tight across his mouth…oh, and that damnable chastity cage locked securely over his manhood, serving his girlfriend and her two friends Tommie and Hannah in a cabin out in the middle of nowhere. 

They had driven up late Friday evening, after the game which had won the three women their hapless bondage slave for the long holiday weekend getaway. David, of course, had spent the whole trip caged up in the back of Tommie’s SUV, listening to the women discuss the plans they had for him for the next three days. 

Upon arriving, there’d been no rest for David. After being extracted from the cage, the girls had put him to work straightaway, carrying the luggage they’d packed up to the cabin, emphasis on ‘up’. Tommie had deliberately parked at the bottom of the hill the cabin lay on, giving their human pack mule a hike of nearly fifty or sixty yards, lugging the women’s heavy suitcases and bags. He was kept shackled too, forcing him to shuffle along slowly each trip. The only help the three gave him was “encouragement" which took the form of one girl or another following along behind him with the riding crop, ready to deliver a hard smack each time he slowed…or whenever she just felt like it. The last item was the kennel cage he’d rode up in and, once it was installed in the cabin’s main room, he’d been allowed to rest…locked up in his cage for the night. 

Late the next morning, when the girls roused themselves, David had been let out again so the first day of their fun could begin. Saturday had been one endless procession of bondage positions inflicted on David by his three captors who seemed intent on making the most of the time he was theirs. The only time he wasn’t kept stringently bound was when he was being put to work; cooking, cleaning, chopping firewood, then the girls had to settle for merely hobbling bondage. Sunday had been more of the same. 

Now, David had never been averse to bondage and actually enjoyed being tied up by Allie, though he definitely preferred being the one trussing up helpless and oh-so-willing girlfriend. Ordinarily, he would have done his part, playing the hapless bondage slave for the girls all weekend long and merely looked forward to getting even with Allie next time it was her turn wearing the collar and perhaps plotted some way of snaring Tommie and Hannah into it as well, if it weren’t for one thing: the damn chastity cage Allie had locked on him!

As Allie had promised her friends, David’s tongue had been put through its paces. About the only time he hadn’t been kept gagged it seemed, was when he had his head between one of the girl’s legs, pleasuring her orally. Fortunately, at least, Allie hadn’t yet made good on her threat to pull out her strap on…

Even when he wasn’t getting a faceful of female crotch, the trio were constantly teasing him, taking advantage of the complete privacy the remote cabin afforded to strip topless or fully naked, enjoying flaunting their bare skin to their captive while he had his ‘little buddy’ locked up. After three days of this, with no release, he was about ready to go crazy. 

Thus it was on Monday morning, the last day of David’s enslavement, Allie casually proposed her wager. The girls had already decided, the evening before, they would play a game today, a most dangerous game in fact: hunting David through the woods behind the cabin.

“In short,” Allie said, raising her cup. “We’ll give you a 5-minute head start to run into the woods and hide. Then, the three of us will try and hunt you down.” David listened as he leaned over, careful to keep the chains of his manacles from dragging on the table as he poured his girlfriend a fresh glass of mimosas. Somehow, the idea of spending the morning running for his life through the woods, pursued by three bondage-mad girls didn’t seem too appealing, especially as he knew they doubtless had something special planned once they’d bagged their boy. Not that he had much choice… 

To drive that home, Hannah brusquely held up her plate, signaling the slave boy to spoon her some more eggs and bacon from the serving tray. David’s stomach growled as she chewed on the rubber plug of the panel gag. As a slave, of course, David wouldn’t get any food until his Mistress’ had eaten anything…assuming they left anything for him at all!

“Doesn’t seem like fun to you, slave?” Allie teased. “Well, how about a little wager, to make our game today more interesting?” Her tone, like that of a cat toying with a mouse in its paws, put David on edge, but he nodded along. “It hasn’t escaped Mistress’ notice that her poor slave boy has been feeling neglected. You’ve done such a good job keeping us happy and the whole time you’ve had that cage locked on…” She reached over and gave the chastity cage a playful bat. 

Despite his best efforts, David couldn’t suppress a low whimper. He was finding it particularly hard that morning, since the three girls were taking breakfast out on the cabin’s back porch and were doing so “au naturale" to enjoy the fresh air and sunlight. The trio giggled, enjoying his obvious distress. 

“So what I was thinking was, if Slave can avoid being caught, MIstress will end her plaything’s enslavement early…and a certain girlfriend will express her gratitude to a certain boyfriend for being such a good spot.” Allie promised, raising a hand to her chest where the keys to David’s restraints, including the lock on the chastity cage, hung nestled between her perky breasts. David gulped, fighting back arousal as he waited for the other shoe to drop. 

“Of course…” Allie giggled, “It’s not much of a wager if there are no penalties for losing, so if you are caught, your period of enslavement will be extended, say, for another week, and under the ownership of the one who caught you?” She fluttered her eyes coyly. Beside her, Hannah and Tommie both grinned, clearly enjoying the thought of having David all to themselves.  

David groaned. It was a bad deal and he knew it. Today was the last day he had to be the girls’ slave. After that he’d be free of it all, including the chastity cage. Why risk spending a full week, which in the rules of their games, meant evenings and weekends with the games put on hold while the slave had to work. He just had to tough it out one more day…another day of serving the three girls…as they continued teasing and toying with him, running about half dressed, if at all… His resolve wavered. 

Seeing this, Allie pounded, metaphorically, “Not enough, eh? Well, how about this: if you get caught, it’s a full month of slavery…but if you can avoid getting caught and making it back to the cabin you’re free. Aaand…” She added in a singsong voice, “If you can catch any of us, you get them as your slave!” 

“What!?!” Hannah and Tommie both exclaimed, taken by surprise. 

“Rr aah ull nnth?” David grunted through the plug gag. 

“I suppose it’s only fair, if that’s what you’re wagering.” Allie replied, smiling. “A full month of bondage it is.” 

“Hold on a moment…” Hannah started. 

“You can’t be serious!” Tommie finished for her. 

“Come on, gals!” Allie teased the other two. “Are you really worried you won’t be able to hunt him down before he can get free? Much less turn the tables on us? And just think, if you win, you get him all to yourself for a full month!” She reached over and gave David’s naked bottom a couple quick spanks, making him jump, yelping through his gag.

The other two girls thought over it for a moment. Eventually, Hannah shrugged. “I game, I guess.” After another minute under the peer pressure of her two friends, Tommie bowed as well. “Fine, I’ll play.” The three turned to David, expectantly. 

David paused. It was still a bad deal, he knew. The odds were well stacked against him. He’d be shackled, hand and foot, being chased through woods the three girls knew well, having spent many weekends out here for their “girls’ retreats”. And even once he got free, subduing them would be no easy feat. He could recall one play night about a year ago when the three had challenged him to a simple abduction game…without letting him know they’d been taking a women’s self-defense course and wanted an opportunity to show off what they’d learned. As a result, he’d spent the rest of the evening hogtied on the floor in Hannah’s living room being used as a footstool as the girls celebrated with a chick-flick marathon. 

But David eventually nodded, agreeing to the wager, for a few reasons. Firstly, he didn’t want to face the teasing the girls would doubtless subject him to if he chickened out. Secondly, the sight of the three of them, lounging naked on their porch chairs with the thought that if things went right, he just might get one or more of them as his helpless bondage slave was irresistible. And third was the knowing wink Allie had given him once the other girls had agreed to the bet…     

The rest of the meal passed by pleasantly enough…for the three girls anyway, as David waited on them obediently. When they had finished, he cleared away the plates, carrying them to the kitchen where, after wolfing down the scraps left for him, he set the dirty dishes in the kitchen sink and started cleaning them. As he scrubbed, he listened to Allie explain the rules of the game: 

David would start the game more or less as he was now: hands and feet cuffed and chained, collared and gagged, naked, but for a pair of running shoes Allie had thoughtfully packed for him. The game would last two hours, starting when David left the cabin porch. To begin with, he would have a five minute head start, at which point the three girls would be let loose to hunt him down mercilessly. 

In previous games, they had worked out a number of standard “capture” moves which, if accomplished, meant the victim had been successfully subdued by the attacker and would have to submit to being tied up or dragged off as the game called for. If one of the girls could pull one off on David, he would be her property for the next month. 

Down at the bottom of the hill behind the cabin there was an old oak tree. He was well familiar with it, having spent a couple hours on Saturday suspended by his ankles from one of its stout branches while the girls danced around him armed with crops. The keys to his restraints would be hung there on an old nail in the trunk. To keep the girls from simply camping there and waiting for him, they weren’t allowed within 10 yards of the tree and, provided David got within that safe zone, the girls had to retreat back to the top of the hill. He would then have another five minute headstart to remove his restraints and run before the girls would come after him again. 

Of course, once David was free, he could be hunter, as well as hunted. Just like the girls, if he could ‘capture’ any of the girls, he’d get her as a slave… provided he remained free of course. In order to do that, he needed to make it back to the top of the hill and set foot on the cabin porch. If he failed to make it back, but otherwise remained uncaught when the timer ran out, David would remain the girls’ slave for the rest of the day, but would then be freed when his term of servitude ended at midnight. Not that David expected to run out the clock. The grounds weren’t that large, after all, and he assumed the girls knew of any hiding places. Given how easily Allie rattled off the rules, he suspected this wasn’t the first time the girls had played this game. 

Allie then swapped out the shackles on David’s feet for a set of leg irons with a 2-foot chain. Still enough to hamper him, but it gave him a sport chance at least. She then slid on the running shoes. David’s hands were uncuffed and relocked behind his back. 

In the meantime, Tommie and Hannah had gotten dressed for the hunt as well; Tommie in a khaki button up blouse, matching shorts, tall socks and hiking boots, while Hannah had on a tank-top and long pants. Allie hurried off to change as well, into a t-shirt, jeans skirt and tennis shoes. All three equipped themselves with coils of rope to bind David should he escape his shackles before recapture, then the group stepped out onto the back porch. 

As he shuffled to the starting mark, David weighed his options. There were, roughly speaking, three paths to the big oak he knew of. Down the center from the cabin was a winding dirt and gravel path. It headed straight to the oak. That was the way the girls had led him the day before when he got to experience being a living, bondage pinata. It was the shortest and easiest of the routes, but because of that the most expected. 

To the right of the trail, the hill sloped down gently, making for a fairly easy walk. However it was almost all open ground, covered over mostly with grass, meaning he would be spotted in an instant and, so long as he had his feet shackled, the girls would be able to run him down no problem. Opposite it was wooded ground where he could, hopefully, hide among the trees, but the way was steeper and the underbrush would slow him down. Plus the cover might work in favor of the huntresses, letting them ambush him on his return journey. 

“Five minute head start…” Allie told David, showing him the timer on her phone. “When it’s up, I’ll signal the start of the hunt with this…” She held up a small airhorn. “If no one’s won when the two hours are up, I’ll also blast it three times to let everyone know the game is over.” She looked at David. “Are you ready?” 

Heart racing with anticipation, he nodded. 

“Then get set…Go!” Allie hit start on the five minute countdown. A second later, David sprinted from the cabin…or at least a quick shuffle which was about all he could manage wearing the leg irons. He started down the center trail, hoping to put as much distance between him and the girls as he could before they were released to chase after him. 

After what he was certain was more like three-and-a-half minutes, four at the most, David heard the sound of the airhorn, followed by the excited whoops of the girls and their feet tramping over the gravel trail. The fugitive slave gulped, the sounds were far too close for comfort. He hadn’t gained nearly as much of a headstart as he’d hoped. 

David turned and left the trail, careful to pick a spot where he could slip among the underbrush, without his chains leaving a telltale drag to show where he’d gone. Once there were trees between him and the open trail, he slowed his pace, sneaking, rather than running. Two of the figures had by now caught up to his spot on the path. Had he kept running that way, he’d have been mere moments away from being run down, caught and doomed to a month’s enslavement. 

One of the two girls kept running that way down the path. The other, it sounded like Tommie, paused. She came off the path and began crashing through the underbrush. David crawled into a patch of underbrush, wincing as twigs and branches dragged against his naked body. Crouching down, he froze. Tommie was now within a dozen yards of him. He knew the slightest movement, the faint rattling of his shackles, would reveal his hiding spot and deliver him into Tommie’s clutches.

After a minute, Tommie wandered off further down the hill. David stayed put a moment longer, letting her get some distance and weighed his options. Tommie would likely go a ways and then find a good spot for an ambush. There was also the other huntress who’d kept going on the trail. What would she do when she didn’t run into David and realized she’d passed him? Would she double back, guessing he’d hid and waited for her to pass or would she try one of the other routes? Then there was the third huntress, he didn’t know whether it was Allie or Hannah. Doubtless, she’d taken the forest route, coming down more slowly than the other two, in which case he was now trapped between them…

Hoping to second guess his pursuers, David rose from his hiding place, still keeping his head down, and shuffled back towards the trail. He didn’t stay on it for long, moving off onto the grassy hillside, jogging as quickly as he dared in his chains. 

David kept going until he heard the sound of running feet on the path. Without waiting, he threw himself to the ground in a patch of tall grass, hoping it would be tall enough to conceal himself from sight. A moment later, one of the girls came up the trail, meeting another running down the other way. 

“Didn’t catch him…” That was Hannah. She sounded irritable. “He left the trail somewhere. Did he make it to the keys yet?” 

“Probably hiding behind a tree somewhere…” That was Allie. “You go that way. I’ll swing around the other way and we’ll catch him in between us.” 

David remained hiding, listening to the sound of feet, fading away. When he was, reasonably, sure they were gone, he struggled to his feet, not easy with his hands shackled behind his back, and kept going. Reasoning there was no point trying to be stealthy at this point, he went as fast as he could, flinching as the chains rattled and jangled noisily. It could only be a matter of time before…

“There he is! Damn, he’s nearly there!” David’s heart skipped a beat. He was near the bottom of the hill now, the oak and its safe zone in view now, but it was Hannah who had spotted him. With her long legs, Hannah had an impressive stride, and often ran marathons, while David could only shuffle along, his feet trapped in their leg irons. If anyone could run him down over the short distance, it would be her. 

Grunting wildly with fear, David ran for his life, or at least his freedom. Hannah raced up behind, whooping wildly, eager to claim him as her slave. Further behind, he could hear the other girls, drawn by the noise, rushing over. He almost didn’t make it. The younger woman got within a few feet of him, one more graceful bound and he’d be grabbed. Then, one of her feet caught on a root and she stumbled. With a final, desperate effort, David threw himself into the open space, underneath the oak’s spreading branches. 

“Safe zone!” Allie called, laughing as Hannah cursed. “Don’t worry girls! He’s still got to get back to the house!” Allie reassured the others. Scowling at the naked, chained boy, the girls turned and disappeared in the trees, heading back up to the cabin. 

David took a moment to catch his breath, gasping for air around the plug of his gag. The last sprint had taken a lot out of him. But he couldn’t wait forever. He only had a short window of time to get free before the girls would be after him again. 

Turning, David shuffled to the trunk of the oak and found the nail and the promised ring of keys. It was low enough for him to reach, even with his hands cuffed behind his back and he began the awkward process of fitting keys into the locks of the cuffs, trying to find the right one. Fortunately, he’d had plenty of practice at this sort of thing from past games. On his third try, his right cuff popped open. With his hands freed, it was only a matter of moments before he was free of the leg irons, slave collar and gag. He slid the black rubber plug out, with a groan of relief. For the first time in nearly 3 days he was free!

Well, not entirely free…to his dismay, but lack of surprise, the key to the chastity cage was not among the others. David was sure Allie would say, if pressed, she just didn’t want to risk losing it, in her sweetest, most innocent voice. He resolved to find some creative way to torment her the next time he had the opportunity to get her in the collar…

“But that won’t be for a long time if I get caught…” He said aloud, more for the novelty of hearing his own voice again. He hadn’t had much chance to speak this weekend. The only times the girls had taken off his gag they’d found “better’ use for his tongue. He’d just dropped the gag on the ground when, up on top of the hill, another blast of the airhorn echoed through the trees, warning him he had wasted too much time just getting free and now the girls were charging down the hill again eager to put the restraints right back onto him. 

On the other hand, David was, for the moment, not merely helpless prey being hunted by the girls. They would have to be at least somewhat careful now, or they might find themselves in his place instead. That gave him a chance, if only a slight one. 

David rose and started forward at an easy trot. He headed up the main trail first, watching the path ahead, waiting for the first sign of his pursuers. It came about a third of the way up the hill. With a gleeful cry, Tommie came around a bend. As soon as she saw him, the young woman whirled a lasso over her head and threw it in his direction. Expecting such an attack, David leapt back, letting the rope sail past him. As Tommie cursed and tried to regather the lasso for another throw, David ran forward, angling past her, into the woods. He kept his pace quick, but tempered with the need to react quickly. 

A dozen yards on, Hannah appeared among the trees. She lunged for David, hoping to grab him, but he dodged aside and kept running, weaving around tree trunks as he went. Hannah let out a whoop, seeing David running from her and gave chase. Further back, Tommie, lasso in hand, charged after, hoping to snatch the prize first. 

For a few minutes, David ran through the trees, keeping ahead of the two girls, sometimes by the barest of escapes. He knew he couldn’t simply sprint for the cabin. He’d either be run down by Hannah or lassoed by Tommie. Fortunately, he had another plan. 

“Here goes nothing…” David thought, when he saw his chance. “Let’s hope Allie was telling the truth.” He started towards a particular tree, another large oak, nearly as prominent as the one at the bottom of the hill. Tommie and Hannah were right behind him. As they passed under the branches, there was a ‘snap’ of rope going taut and a net dropped from the canopy down onto the two girls. David, mere feet ahead, just missed being caught as well. 

As soon as he heard Tommie and Hannah’s startled cries, David turned and ran to the trunk of the tree and kicked aside a pile of leaves. Hidden underneath was a cache of bondage gear. Atop a small mountain of rope were three ballgags and three collars. Taking one of the coils of rope, David hurriedly unfurled it. Hannah and Tommie had, by now, recovered from their surprise at being netted and were trying to pull it off, their efforts hindering each other more than helping. Before they could organize themselves, David ran around the pair, looping the long rope unevenly, but snugly around the girls, wrapping them up, still in the net. 

“You’re both caught!” He declared triumphantly. Stunned, the two stared at Danny, as what had just happened, and the penalty they would now have to pay, sank in. 

“No fair!” Tommie whined. “When did you set this up!?!” 

“That was me…” Allie said, stepping from behind the tree where she’d been crouched, waiting to spring the trap. “Sorry girls…but nothing in the rules says we can’t help the fugitive if we want to.” 

Early that morning, while Tommie and Hannah were both still asleep, Allie had slipped out of the bedroom and visited her boyfriend in his cage. She explained how she felt bad about tricking him into being the bondage slave for her friends’ bondage weekend and, to make it up to him, she’d come up with a plan that would make Tommie and Hannah their slaves for the next month. She had snuck out to set up the net and stash the bondage supplies, before sneaking back into the cabin and pretending to sleep in with the others. She and David had played coy at breakfast, suggesting a game of manhunt and, when David balked at the initial wager, as planned, Allie had raised the stakes, setting up Allie’s friends to agree to wager their freedom, which the two had now lost. 

“I can’t believe we took another one of your bets…after seeing how this all got started!” Hannah grumbled as David extracted the two from the net. It wasn’t needed now, both had been caught and were good enough sports to accept they had lost the game.

David could quite understand her point. He’d been more than a little wary of taking his girlfriend’s offer at face value. After all, like with the bet that had gotten him enslaved to begin with, Allie had arranged things so she risked nothing while the others risked everything. Unlike Tommie and Hannah, Allie didn’t need to worry about David going after her, since he needed her help to capture the other two. If, as had been all too likely, one of the other girls got him, David would have been stuck serving her for a month while Allie would have been fine, free to join in his extended bondage torments. Or, if the chance presented itself, she could betray and capture David herself, securing his exclusive servitude to her for the foreseeable future. 

Of course, she hadn’t, and now David had Tommie and Hannah at his mercy. By now, the two girls were free of the net and were standing, nervous, in front of their new master, awaiting his first command. They didn’t have to wait long. 

“Strip!” He ordered imperiously. Sighing, the two girls started to undress. Tommie unbuttoned her blouse while Hannah pulled her tank top over her head. The girls’ bras soon followed, leaving them topless. Given they had to hike back to the cabin through the woods, David graciously let them keep their shoes for the moment, but he made them pull down their pants and remove their panties. When they went to add the underwear to the pile of discarded clothes, David raised a hand to stop them. 

“Trade panties!” he ordered. 

“Really!?!” Tommie exclaimed. “You’ve got to be kidding me…” She grumbled but reluctantly handed her pink, polka dot panties to Hannah and got, in return, the other girl’s skimpy thong. 

At David’s order, the two wadded up the panties and stuffed them in their mouths. From the faces they made, the crumpled panties couldn’t have tasted good; both had run quite a lot in the last two hours, not to mention the arousal they had felt chasing a naked slave boy through the woods. 

Allie handed David two of the ballgags from the stash. He tossed one each to Tommie and Hannah. Moaning, the two crammed the balls between their teeth and strapped them tight, forcing the panties filling their mouths deeper inside. 

Allie then passed David more of the rope, which he eagerly used on his two naked captives, first tying their wrists behind their backs, then added chest harnesses and crotch ropes. The girls begged through their gags, but after all they’d put him through the last three days, they knew they could expect no mercy now the tables had turned. Hannah and Tommie squealed as David yanked the ropes tight, tying them off securely. After tying short hobbles to their ankles, the last thing he did was lock a collar around each girl’s throat, officially making them his slaves…for now anyway.

“I’m gonna have so much fun with you two…” David taunted, enjoying the sight of the two naked girls who had teased him so much the last three days now helplessly trussed up, fidgeting in discomfort at the tight ropes binding them. “...when we get back to the cabin!” 

“Aren’t you forgetting something?” He heard Allie purr from behind him. “We’re not back at the cabin…and the game’s not over yet!” Before David could react, Allie pounced on him. In a flash, she had a rope looped around his chest and arms. It wasn’t much, but it was enough by the rules of the game. She had captured him. 

“Wha-no!” David looked down with stunned disbelief. He tried to process what had happened, looked for some loophole, some way out of this but the rules of the game and the terms of the wager were clear: time hadn’t run out yet, he hadn’t made it back to the cabin yet, and now Allie had captured him, square, if not entirely far. 

“Looks like I get to keep you as my slave another month…” Allie teased. “And since slaves don’t get to own anything, that means your two slaves now belong to me as well!” Nearby, Hannah and Tommie grunted into their own gags, none-too-pleased with how Allie had once again set all of them up and come out on top. “Hands behind your back, slave!” 

David groaned, but he had no choice. “This is the last time I make a bet with Allie…for real this time!” He thought as he reluctantly turned and crossed his wrists behind his back. Allie soon had him trussed up like the other two prisoners. A collar was soon buckled snugly once more around David’s neck. 

“Since you made them gag themselves with each other’s panties…” Allie told David, “It’s only fair you should get the same sort of gag…” Reaching down, the young woman hiked up her skirt and pulled down the skimpy black panties she wore, giving her boyfriend a tantalizing glimpse of her neatly shaved crotch. This brief pleasure was ended as Allie held the balled up wad to David’s face. He whimpered, her panties were just as fragrant as Tommie and Hannah’s had been, but he was, once again a trussed up slave so there was nothing he could do. Soon, David was chewing miserably on a large ballgag, his girlfriend’s panties packing the space behind. 

After this, Allie led David to join Hannah and Tommie. Using the last coil of rope, Allie tied her three slaves together by the collar, leaving a short length at the front of David’s to use as a leash. Grabbing it, she led the coffle of moaning, complaining slaves back towards the cabin…

***  

It was late Monday evening, the last day of the trip, time to pack up and head home. Everything had gone perfectly, Allie had thought. She’d come up here with one helpless slave, now she was heading back with three, hers to do with as she wished for the next month! 

The young woman quickly checked the empty cabin, making sure nothing had been left behind; no trace of the weekend’s fun, should one of Tommie’s extended family decide to come out here before the girls’ next visit. That done, she grabbed the last of the bags and stepped outside. 

“Of course, the others will be mad at me for quite a while…” Allie thought, walking to where the SUV was parked. “I’ll have to make sure I lose our next game, maybe even two.” She shivered, smiling as she imagined how her boyfriend, not to mention her friends, would pay her back for this. She was almost looking forward to it, almost as much as the next month as their mistress. Three slaves, all to herself. She had so many ideas how to make the most of the opportunity. 

Allie opened the front passenger’s side door and squeezed the bag in. It wasn’t easy. It, and the row behind, were packed full with all of the girls’ luggage. Much of that had ridden up here in the trunk, but it couldn’t now because the trunk was being used for something else…

“Comfortable?” Allie asked in a teasing tone of voice as she popped open the trunk. In return, she got a chorus of gag-muffled moans of complaint from the three figures in the back. The cage which David had ridden up in was, obviously, too small for all three captives to share. It had been disassembled and packed away with the other bondage gear, at least what the trio of Allie’s slaves weren’t currently using. The back row of seats in the SUV had been lowered, making space for Tommie, Hannah and David to lie down in the back. 

The three were still stripped naked, still collared and ballgagged with their mouths packed full with panties, but the rest of their bondage had been changed. For a start, the three were hooded, keeping them in the dark for the trip. Each had their hands tied over their heads, lashed to a rope around one of the middle seats. Their ankles were similarly fixed to a ring near the trunk door, keeping them stretched out. The trio had then been strapped together at various points. David found himself in the middle of a sandwich with Tommie and Hannah on either side, the girls’ naked bodies pressed close to his by their bondage. It was clearly an enjoyable, and highly frustrating experience for him, having two nude girls squirming and rubbing against him for the whole trip, especially as his cock remained securely locked in its cage. 

Tommie and Hannah were encouraged to do so by the pair of vibrators each had stuck up her holes. Thanks to David’s well-trained tongue, the girls hadn’t gotten as much use out of their collection of vibrators and plugs as they normally did on these girls’ excursions, but now they were making up for it. Allie checked and made sure the plugs were still thrust deep inside her friends, unlikely to slip out no matter how they squirmed and set on low to keep them constantly teased and tormented for the long, frustrating trip. She’d considered introducing David to one of their buzzing buttplugs, but she figured being strapped between Tommie and Hannah for hours was more than enough stimulation for him.

“He’s going to be so desperate when I finally let him out…” Allie thought smiling as she brushed the key still hung at her neck. “Maybe when we get home…or maybe I’ll wait until the month is out…” Whistling cheerfully, Allie closed up the trunk and its moaning occupants, then walked to the driver’s seat, looking forward to the month she’d have to enjoy her slaves…