Sabrina in Chains (Chapter 1)

Sabrina woke up in darkness and with no memory of how she ended up there. All she could remember was walking home from a party in the middle of the night when suddenly she was struck in the back of the head by something hard and blacking out. She tried to move but realized she was chained tightly to a table and naked. She gasped and pulled hard against them to no avail. Sabrina shivered as a wind of cold air hit her ivory skin. She heard a chuckle and froze.

“Cold?”

The voices had a thick Russian accent and was deep. Sabrina turned her head towards the voice and felt something fabric pull against her face. She then realized that it wasn’t dark in the room and that she was just wearing a blindfold. Sabrina gasped when she felt a large, warm hand lay on her flat lower stomach.

“Mmm, your very cold…”


Sabrina shivered not from the cold but from the fear she felt. She whined in protest as the hand went lower and down her soft and meaty thigh. His hand squeezed and Sabrina gasped from the pain.

“S-Stop…”

Her voice came out in a whimper. She was relieved when the man let go of her only for it to be shattered when her thigh was smacked hard making it jiggle. Sabrina squealed from the stinging pain. The hand went down and in between her legs, the man grunted in displeasure when he felt her fuzzy pussy.

“Nasty slut… Gonna have to get this bush shaved.”

Sabrina bit her lip and whined.

“I’m not a slut…”

Sabrina was punished for talking back and her clit was grabbed and twisted painfully, she squealed, tears forming in her eyes as pain and pleasure exploded through her body.