-Miss, can we talk?- Asked Selina kneeling in front of Carmen, who was reading her book. It was already late afternoon. Cerberus had already collected some supplies for the trip, and put them inside big leather bags on his chopper's sides, though probably they weren't going to be necessary. The hour of the meeting had arrived and Carmen was feeling a bit nervous. She was about to walk into the lion's den.

-Of course, beauty.

-I don't mind to offend you, but I think that you've never had any slave. Maybe we can help each other.

Carmen nodded and smiled grateful. Selina grabbed her hand and took her to the back of the RV. She showed Carmen a leather chastity belt with a pair of plugs attached. Following her advises Carmen helped Selina put it on.

-Let's pretend that you are my mistress. I'm supposed to respect your wishes and obey you without hesitation. Some people prefer to cause physical pain and fear, but that won't be necessary today.- Carmen fastened the waist strap in front.- I'm yours and you can treat me as you see fit. You don't need to be cruel but if you are too soft your slave won't respect you. In this case let's pretend that you are punishing me for whatever.- Carmen inserted the dildo and butt plug carefully.- Too soft, mistress.- Carmen tugged at the crotch strap, so it parted Selina's labia and the intruders went deeper. Selina sighed and moaned softly.

-Too much?- Carmen didn't want to hurt the only person who might want to be her ally around that desert.

-Don't apologize. Never. You are the mistress and you are always right. Specially when you are wrong.- Selina winked and smiled. Carmen tightened the waist strap. Selina gave her a pair of small padlocks and Carmen locked the belt.- Well, now you would have to choose my clothes, which usually would be as skimpy as possible, but, in this case, I will choose.- She opened the closet and put on a large and thick sweater that reached almost her knees. She opened a drawer and took a small black ball gag and a dog leash, which she clipped on her collar.- You are supposed to lead me using the leash. If you knew were are we going, that's it.- She grabbed Carmen's hand and took her to Cerberus chopper.- Now you have to set me up.

-So the metal frame is for you.

-Yes, miss.- Selina sat down on the chopper and moaned again, her intruders attracting her attention. She indicated Carmen to fasten leather straps on her ankles and knees pining her legs against the chopper's sides. Then Carmen fastened more straps around Selina's wrists, upper arms, waist and upper chest.- Thank you very much, miss. Due to the plugs and my age, the Sonofas won't use me. I usually service the clients only once, but with you I would gladly do it as many times as you want. Otherwise I will be here.- She winked again.- The gag, please, mistress.- Carmen did as requested.

-Are we ready? Do you have your stuff?- Asked Cerberus.

-Yes, errrr..., just a moment, it's in the RV.- Carmen hesitated.- Why is that? The plugs..., and everything else?

-My mates can be..., rude, sometimes. This way I'm telling them that she's off limits. They won't touch her as long as Pluto, the boss, doesn't disagree.- Carmen felt sorry because she clearly had misjudged Cerberus.



The three of them drove for barely half an hour, Carmen using her own bike. Shortly after leaving the RV behind, even the secondary roads came to an end and there was only sand, except for a few dead trees. They found the place, and old abandoned farmhouse. Apparently the area wasn't a desert a century before.

Around the house there were several parked choppers under the shadow of a long porch that, probably, was meant for horses. A few meters further there was a truck with a large metalic container on the trailer. A couple of bikers, with the same patches Cerberus had on his vest approached them. He got off his chopper, hugged them both and talked with them for a while, mostly about Carmen but also about other issues. Selina was a bit tense but resigned. Carmen was much more nervous, a part of his brain yelling that she should run away immediately.

-Pluto is inside. I'll park your bike. Shut down the engine.- Said Cerberus. It was the moment. Carmen had to make a choice, boldness or caution, sanity or madness. Cerberus placed his hand on her bike's handlebars.- Give me also your backpack.- Too late. She walked towards the house.

The farmhouse was old. The wood was rotten. Beams of light entered through holes on the ceiling and walls. In each room there were, at least, a pair of thin mattresses on the floor, which the bikers were using to sleep. There were twelve men at last. They weren't as intimidating as Cerberus but they surely didn't seem peaceful and reasonable. Some of them showed impressive scars and burns on their faces, chests and arms. A couple of them even lacked some teeth. Clearly they were expert hand-to-hand combatants. All of them had their names embroided on their vests, always names of famous dogs and wolves, so it was very easy to find Pluto. She was too nervous she realized too late that, as she got closer to their boss, the rest of the bikers were surrounding her and blocking the exit.

-So your name is Carmen, am I right?- Pluto asked.

-Yes.- Carmen did her best to conceal her discomfort.

-You want to buy. We want to sell. Everything seems logical so far.- The bikers laughed at their boss' stupid joke.- But first, we need to make sure that you are not some kind of saboteur or spy.- Everyone laughed again. Carmen gulped and closed tightly her fists. She would defend herself as best as possible in case the joke wasn't a joke at all.- Strip.

-Again!? Oh, shit...

-Cerberus already...

-Strip, now!- A couple of bikers grabbed their knives, the rest just closed their fists and walked a pair of steps towards Carmen, tightening the circle even more. She did as told.- Turn around and spread your buttocks.- Again she obeyed. Pluto stuck his index finger inside her ass and his ring and pinkie fingers in her vagina. He kept them there for a short while, then he began to fuck her openings slowly and rhythmically. The bikers laughed again. Pluto kept going for a couple of minutes and suddenly stopped. Despite her extremely precarious situation and the public humilliation she had to admit that she was feeling aroused and a part of her brain asked for more, yet her pride still was more powerful. Pluto showed the others his glistening fingers.- Look, the bitch is horny. Do you want more, bitch?

-No, thank you.- She hesitated a bit more than the appropriate, which embarrassed her even more.

-Then, this would be a good moment to tell you that I was joking. Cerberus had already checked you. You seemed to be enjoying though, so I...

Carmen's logical side of the brain insisted that she should accept the joke and laugh with the others. The emotional side wanted a retribution. She did both. She gave Pluto a shove, strong enough to make him totter, then gave him a high five and faked a smile. They left her alone while she got dressed. She laughed again more for relief than for fun, and relaxed at last.

Pluto apologized for the joke and chatted with Carmen for a while about anything in particular. Then he showed her the merchandise. Taking a bunch of keys off his pocket he unlocked a strong padlock and opened the container's double gate.

One side of the container had several cabinets of different shapes and sizes. Carmen deduced that they also had different purposes. What angered her was what there was at the other side, ten dog cages in a row. From inside some of the cages, six young, barely adult, naked women from different ethnical origins stared at Pluto and Carmen with a mix of fear, anger and hopelessness. Inside the cages there were a pair of dog bowls with cereals and water. The inner side of walls, door and ceiling had some sort of padding that muffled any sound but also allowed the girls to rest their backs on something soft.

-So, are you interested only in their physical attributes?- Asked Pluto.- Their skills? Or something else?

-Actually... Would you mind if I talk with them in private?

-Ok... According to Cerberus you are too gentle. They're not going to obey you but they might like you. Call me if you need something.- With another key he opened one of the cabinets that contained several kinds of torture items such as whips, floggers, canes or paddles. It also included a wide range of restraints.- In case they need some encouragement. I going to close the door but the padlock remains open. If you want to open a cage...- With another key he opened a small closet next to the door with contained eleven switches in a row.- I don'r recommend it, though. The red switch opens all the cages, be careful. I'll be nearby, call me if you need something.

-Thanks.- He left and closed.- So, dear ladies, I have a few questions. The first one would be: any of you can drive a truck?- The escape plan was already in motion.



After dinner the orgy started. There were more men than women so some of the girls had to deal with more than one man. It was custom that each man used several girls each night. Some of them just wanted a quick fuck or a blowjob and moved on to the next one. With their favourite they invested more time and energy. Other were more imaginative and used the paraphernalia Pluto had showed Carmen. A couple of them were real sadists expressing themselves freely.

Among the girls a couple of them seemed to be already used to that treatment and they accepted it reluctantly. Whatever the men asked them they did it as quickly as possible. The sooner they were finished the better, Carmen guessed. The other girls just kept whining and crying until there weren't more tears to drop. There were a couple of orgasms but the shame and guilt they felt nullified any possible enjoyment. Most of them weren't tied up, they could try to run, but in the middle of the desert that was pointless and even suicidal.

-Come on, join us!- Pluto yelled at Carmen while he was pounding into a red an sore ass.

-No, thank you. I don't want sloppy seconds.- Carmen faked a smile.- Have fun.- She looked at Selina. She was alone in the improvised parking lot. She had been tied to the chopper all the afternoon and night, except for a short while, in which Cerberus freed her so she could have dinner and visit the latrine, as the old farmhouse didn't have a modern bathroom. Carmen sat on the chopper in front of her.- Would you want to...?- Carmen took off Selina's gag and pointed at the tent Cerberus had prepared. He didn't want his friends near Selina so she was going to sleep alone outside the farmhouse. Carmen's backpack was also there.

-Oh, miss.- She bit her lower lip and smiled widely.- I surely want to.- Carmen untied her and they got in the tent.

-I have to talk with...- Carmen talked quietly. No one was going to hear them but a bit of precaution is always useful. Interrupting her, Selina grabbed her face and kissed her on the lips.- It's important.- Selina stripped off.- I'm planning something...- Selina lifted Carmen's t-shirt and kissed her breasts.- Stop!

-Sorry, miss.- Selina quickly kneeled placing her hands on her thighs and lowering her gaze.

-No, no, I...- Carmen hugged Selina and kissed her on the cheek.- Hypothetically, if you could leave this pleace and this people tomorrow. Would you want to?

-I..., don't know.- She gave it a thought.- And then what? Where would I go? I've lived with them for more than twenty years. Cerberus is very nice. I'm..., fine.- She hesitated for a moment.- Why are you asking?

-Do you want to stay? Are you sure?

-I love him. I wouldn't want to leave..., hypothetically speaking, right?

-Give me a moment.- Carmen left the tent and came back a couple of minutes later. Selina was still on her knees. Carmen kissed her way from Selina's breasts to her neck. Then Carmen guided Selina's arms to the top of her shoulders.- Lay down.- She kissed Selina, their tongues exploring and wrestling. Carmen pushed her softly  without breaking the kiss. Her hand reached Selina's crotch and caressed her labia, which were bulging a bit because of the leather harness. She broke the kiss and took off her t-shirt. Then she kissed and nibbled softly Selina's labia, while her fingers played with the dildo. Unbeknown to Carmen, Selina had been the whole night using her vaginal muscles to pleasure herself with the dildo, as she didn't expect that someone would want to use her, so she was already quite horny and Carmen's ministrations were making it worse. Whenever Carmen moved the dildo Selina moaned.- You are dripping, slave. Shame that you are locked. I'm not, though.- She took off her trousers.

-Miss, please, let me service you.- She tried to get up but Carmen pushed her again.

-I was kidding.- She smiled and showed Selina the key that Cerberus had lent her. One of the advantages of her short curly hair was that it allowed herto  hide small objects like pins needles, or clips, very useful tools for a thief. Carmen could have used them to open Selina's padlocks but she didn't trust her enough. She opened the chastity belt with the key.- So, between Cerberus and me you prefer him. You are going to regret that.- She got busy between Selina's legs.



The alarm of Carmen's wrist watch woke her up. According to her calculations, the Sonofas should be deeply asleep at that moment.

-May I service you, miss?- Selina babbled still half asleep.

-No, beauty.- Carmen kissed her on the cheek and lips. They had slept in each other arms, Selina's left thigh rubbing against Carmen's crotch.- Hypothetically, if I wanted to leave right now, in which direction should I go?

-To the east until you find the main road. Then north and you will return to the hotel where you met Cerberus.- She caressed Carmen's cheek.- You would be a terrible mistress. Too soft. Be careful, dear. Save those poor girls. And don't underestimate your enemy, they are dangerous.

-So you knew.

-I'm a slave, dear. I don't see, don't listen and don't talk. I can pretend to be dumb but I'm not going to lie for you. So hurry up.- She smiled and kissed Carmen, who got up and left the tent.

The padlock on the trailer's door was strong and good quality, so Carmen needed more time than the expected to pick it. She activated the red switch and the cages opened. Then she picked the lock of the cabinet that contained a part of the Sonofas' weapons. She grabbed a knife and used it to poke the wheels of the choppers, while one of the young girls, Jasmine, got familiar with the truck's controls. Fortunately the keys where inside the cabin. Otherwise they would have to awaken the Sonofas and use the guns to threaten them and get the keys. Jasmine started the truck's engine and Carmen did the same with her bike. She drove in front of the truck guiding the girl. Behind she could hear a few shots. Clearly the Sonofas had more weapons inside the farmhouse.



They arrived to the hotel and it was deserted. The workers surely were allies with the Sonofas and they had been warned. Sooner or later the bikers would repair their choppers. The truck couldn't outrace them in any case. The only option was to fill quickly the gas tank and drive north as fast as possible. Carmen was horrified when she tried to use the hoses and none of them worked. The workers had sabotaged it somehow.

-You have to go.- Carmen and the girls had spent a good while trying to figure out how to make the hoses work but they didn't find the problem. One of the girls put words to Carmen's thoughts.

-No, I...- That was a good fucking idea. Her bike still had a lot of gas.

-They aren't going to kill you. It will be much worse. For us will be tough, but for you... I can't imagine.- The younger girls were starting to sob. Their two hours of freedom seemed to be coming to an end.

-We have weapons.- One of the older girls, Tania, the one who hadn't complain not once the last night, had another theory.- And most of the bullets. We don't even need a good aim. We can build a barricade in that restaurant with the furniture.

-I don't want to kill anyone.- Said Carmen.

-Yeah? Have you ever had ten different penises in your ass in a single night?

There was no point in arguing. They took some matresses from the bedrooms and use them to cover the windows. They used tables and chairs to block the gates. Then they placed the weapons and ammo along the floor behind the robust wooden bar inside of the restaurant. Once everything was ready the girls used the rest of the time to eat. The restaurant was full of food much more tasteful than cereals and water. They also borrowed some clothes from the store.

The Sonofas arrived about an hour after the women had finished what, perhaps had been the best, and surely most exciting, meal of their lives. They had gathered the rest of the band and they were more than thirty. Pluto bragged about their strength and courage and threatened the girls with horrible punishments. Tania answered with a shot.

The Sonofas started to shoot. Thanks to the mattresses and the thick bar no one was injured. The women also shot but the mattresses blocked their view. The idea was to make the bikers get in the restaurant and then shoot. They seemed to have deduced that and kept the distances.

Suddenly a bunch of cars came from the north. About ten men and a woman got out of the cars and, armed with automatic rifles shot against the bikers. Because of the surprise and because the attackers were protected by the cars, half of the Sonofas fell before they could establish a defense. After that, the bikers could fight back and the new arrivals were outnumbered.

The rear window of one of the cars exploded and hurt the woman, who was crouched behind. At the same time the two men that were protecting her died. Something inside Carmen's head, that she didn't know she had, was activated and took control of her body. She tipped over one of the matresses and broke the window throwing a chair. Then she jumped out and ran towards the woman firing at the bikers without aiming. She grabbed the woman's shirt a pulled making her stand up. She guided her to the restaurant and pushed her inside. She was so focused she didn't realized that the other girls had made the same with another mattress catching the bikers between two fires and forcing the few survivors to surrender.

Alex seemed a different person. Her hair was longer, her glasses smaller and her clothes allowed to intuit her feminine features. She wasn't hiding her true self anymore. Carmen took a look at the small fragments of glass piercing Alexandra's face and neck. Then she kissed her on the lips, which she responded after a brief hesitation.



In the store in front of the restaurant there were enough medical supplies to heal, at least, superficial wounds, and even a few gunshots. The survivor bikers had a lot of work burying their lost comrades under the supervision of their former slaves. Alexandra's men used the restaurant's big fridge for their companions. She accepted to have a short chat with Carmen in private.

-I've heard that your father is dead.- Carmen broke the awkward silence.

-Yes.

-Congratulations.

-Thanks. Now let's get to the point.- She didn't even make the effort to show her discomfort.

-I wasn't expecting you.

-I'm even more stupid than you, it seems.

-Stupidity? Is that the reason?- Carmen hugged Alex. She stood still for a while but then returned the embrace. Camen rubbed Alexandra's face with her own, which pleased her even if she was trying to deny her feelings.- I have a few requests. First, you are going to forgive me for this little set-up. I can assure you that I didn't want to put you in any danger. If you do so, I will forgive you for the other thing. Second, you have several companies, you are going to give these women a job, if that's what they want. Third, you are going to remove the chip on my neck. Fourth, I'm never going to work for you again, so forget about that. But, I might work with you under certain circumstances. Fifth, if I think that you are going to harm my friend, the guy who called you, I will kill you.

-First, I'm not going to work with you because I don't trust you. Second, we didn't put any chip, we just did a small incision as a deceit. The rest is acceptable.

-Good...- Carmen smiled and moved her lips closer to Alexandra's.- Shall we seal the bargain, dear?



-So, is she your friend?- José was working on his laptop. Bookkeeping was a part of his job.

-I'm not sure. It's complicated.- Carmen was sitting in an armchair finishing her book. She had placed her foot on the seat cushion so her knee was pointing at the ceiling. Due to the swinging of her leg and the short t-shirt, her panties were in plain view.

-You have shaved your...- José's routine work was being particularly hard that night. His eyes just couldn't focus on the screen.

-Yes.- She smiled and opened her legs making the message even more clear.

-Come here, you slut.- The battle was already lost. He closed the laptop.