Leya was browsing her usual porn sites, watching BDSM dungeon scenes with girls tied up and helpless being used like pieces of meat. Her pussy wet, she wondered how she could experience something like that. So she did a search and found a local dungeon, and they were looking for a slave for an event. Not sure what that meant beyond what she had seen on the videos she had watched, Leya applied.

Checking her email the next day, she was asked to call a number which she did. The man on the other end of the phone said they need a girl who is into BDSM, and have a no fear attitude. Leya agreed, her pussy becoming moist at the thought of being a slave in a dungeon where anything could happen to her. She asked what she should wear, just stockings and heels, they would provide the rest. Leya was told to come the next day a hour before they were to begin.

When Leya arrived at the building the next day on time she pressed the buzzer and explained why she was there. She had dressed up best she could not knowing how she should present herself, so she had opted for her favorite little black dress fishnets and heels. The door unlocked and she entered. The stairwell down was dimly lit and as she reach the bottom of the stairs a man stepped out and asked her who she was. Leya responded by telling him she was here for the event, the man smiled and ushered her along several dark winding corridors. They reached a door, the man knocked and entered and beckoned Leya to follow, she was nervous but tried to remain calm.

In the room another man was sitting behind a desk, it was a little dark, dim lighting illuminated black and white photos on the walls of various sexual scenes of women tied up in various ways, suspended, gagged, being fucked, blindfolded, and whipped. Leya looked around wondering if she was in too deep already, she thought about turning round and leaving, but the man who had led her here closed the door behind her and stood in front of it, she could feel his eyes on her. The man sitting at the desk was writing but stopped when Leya and the man entered. He looked up without saying anything. Leya trembled, the fear in her gut mixed with sexual tension.

"I'm here for the job," she said, as confidently as she could.

The man put down his pen and folded his arms. "You're the female I talked to on the phone yesterday. You think you've got what it takes to be a slave in my dungeon?" Leya shrugged her shoulders.

"Maybe,"she said.

"Well, ok, let's see what you got." For a moment Leya stood there, not sure what she was meant to do. Without warning the man behind her grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back and roughly twisted her round so her ass faced the man behind the desk.

"stick out your ass, pull up you dress, like a good whore," said the man who was man handling her. She did as she was told.

She became a little frightened, here she was in a dark room with two strange men who were treating her like a piece of meat. He tightened his grip on Leya's hair making her squeal as he reached around and tore her stockings to reveal her wet pussy.

"I'm not sure I'm ready for this," She stammered, all she got in response was a slap in the face.

The man behind the desk nodded to the first man who proceeded to force Leya down over the desk, pushing his fingers in her pulsing pussy. She moaned as she struggled, but he was too strong, pinning her while roughly fingered her ass and pussy. This went on for a few minutes while the other man watched. After a moment he stood up and pulled out is hard cock.

"Suck it!" he demanded, the first man who was pinning Leya head down forced her up by the hair. She felt a hard slap across the face as the man's hard cock waved in front of her. She was pushed forward and his cock slid all the way down her throat. She gagged as her head was held in place while her throat was fucked hard. Choking and struggling she had no choice but to take the cock. The man holding her had pulled out his cock and slid it in Leya's dripping pussy, she could fell her juices running down her legs as both men pounded her from both ends over the desk.

Both men came at the same time, one filling here pussy, and the other filing her mouth and throat. With her makeup streaking down her face, the man who was pinning her pulled her up and pushed her into the corner and forced her to face the wall with her hands behind her back. Leya did not resist. Cum ran down her chin and inner thigh as she stood there not knowing what to do next.

The man who had brought her to the room opened the door and left, while the second man continued writing. Trembling from what had just happened, Leya tried to comprehend, had she been raped, was this the event, why had she come here, why did it feel so good, why was she standing in the corner of a strange room, in a strange building with cum running down her leg and and chin. She didn't dare fix herself, so she stood there with torn stockings her ass exposed. The man writing took no more noticed of her.