r/HostagePorn

(OOC) Hello ~ both my OC and i are new to the MDE (though i have been reading and fantasizing for a while and wrote this in the winter). This is a character intro, ISO roleplay and open to all.

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Vera’s parents and professors had warned her against this but she had already made up her mind. This would be what changed her life, she was sure of it.

Studying anthropology in university was certainly not a financially motivated choice*.* Rather, it was one driven by an intense curiosity with what life was like in other parts of the world. Her upbringing was almost a relic of the past now, the quiet Bozeman suburbs, divorced but amicable parents, public school education. Vera remembers learning about the gender wars in history class in high school, how some of the boys got this glint in their eyes. She remembers feeling something too. This kind of morbid curiosity, like when you can’t look away from the accident on the side of the road, that’s all that rush of adrenaline was.

Right after graduation, she found a job with an NGO. She was to “collect quantitative data on cultural practices abroad to improve international outreach”, whatever that meant. It was exactly the job she had been hoping for and her “law or medicine only!” parents said would never come. But they could not deny the $300,000 a year starting salary, and neither could she. She soon found out there was a reason for this absurdly large income—- her employer was sending her to the MDE.

VISA ENTRY PASS

NAME Vera Bennet
AGE 23
COUNTRY OF ORIGIN United States
RACE Caucasian
PURPOSE OF VISIT Research
SEX Female

The company swore it was safe. As she filled in her visa application, she became less and less sure of that.

HEIGHT 5’0
WEIGHT 118lbs
HAIR COLOR Black
EYE COLOR Hazel

But she was too far in to change her mind now.

BUST 32D
WAIST 24.5”
SEXUAL HISTORY Bisexual, 1-10 partners
PREVIOUSLY BRED No
PERVERSIONS Unknown

Part 1– Arrival day.

Vera’s flight seemed perfectly normal. International treatise law ensured it would. That all changed when she arrived in the MDE.

Overwhelmed, the first thing she noticed were the directory signs. In a pursuit to find a restroom at her gate, she first came across one labeled ‘slaves’ on the door. Well, door was generous, she thought. The front facing wall was entirely barely frosted glass. A nude woman walked out, glaring with jealousy at Vera’s state. She thought they would be empowered to see a properly free woman. Taking one last look before going into the one private bathroom stall down the hall, Vera spotted a little grassy area in the slaves bathroom. She could not bear to think about why it might be there. There that feeling was again.

She walked a short distance to the special arrivals office. The men at the desk laughed as she explained her situation. At the counter to her right was an older man with a suspiciously human sized tightly sealed package. As Vera waited in line, he caught her staring at it. “I’m going on holiday and I just had to take my favorite toy with me. You’ll understand soon enough sweetie.” The man at the counter handed him a sticker and he mockingly slapped a “handle with care” label over the poor girl’s chest. The man looked to Vera again, “almost forgot something!”. He reached into his pocket and clicked a button on a remote a few times. Suddenly Vera could hear muffled whimpers from the luggage. The man gave her a hearty slap before she was sent off with all of the other oversized bags.

“Hello?! Hello?!” The man helping Vera called out. She had been totally distracted watching the scene unfold next to her. “Here’s your 12 week free woman temporary visa. Failure to comply with the rules will result in deportation or worse. Sign here”. He passed her a long document. She read it through thoroughly, she was not about to be tricked into being a piece of human furniture or whatever they did to women here. Satisfied, she signed. The man laughed, “they are going to have so much fun breaking you”.

Part 2- It all happened so fast.

“What?!” Vera’s heart began pounding.
“Your company has been linked to global feminist networks and you will be taken into custody for questioning. I suggest you comply cunt.” Before she had a chance to respond to his demeaning recommendation, two men in security uniforms approached.
“If the company knew what would happen, why the fuck would they send me?!” she protested as the men grabbed her arms and dragged her away. Vera would never forget the way the man at the counter looked at her as she was taken.

The security guards did not acknowledge her attempts. She was just an object to them. Finally, they stopped in front of a door labeled “Processing”. She could hear the wailing from inside. Once inside, she was relieved with how empty it was. There was just one woman shackled there, her eyes red with tears, her thighs red with whip marks.
Otherwise, it looked like an ordinary office with a small holding cell and bench. Another man came out to greet the security agents. Finally, they spoke. “Visa case 3038-1. Should be a fun one.” The new man’s eyes seared into Vera. “Yeah, looks like it”. Vera dared to interrupt, “Can one of you please explain what I’m doing here? You can’t treat me like this, I’m a free woman and an American!”. They didn’t even look at her when she spoke, just tightened their grip. “Why don’t you take her into room six and restrain her there, I have a bit more work to do with our little escapee here”. He looked to the crying girl.

Vera walked more upright as the men led her, she hated to make things easier for them but she was already exhausted. They opened the door to room six, it looked standard, like something you’d see in a crime procedural. She was seated on the chair. One man held her down as the other secured each of her limbs. They left without a word.

After some time, the officer from before walked in. He seemed weirdly casual about this whole thing. “I’m Officer Jacob Webber but you will address me as Sir. I understand this might be quite alarming to you but we need to begin”. Vera spoke up and suddenly felt a shock, just hard enough to scare her. Officer Jacob chucked. “As I was just about to explain, you are only to speak when spoken to, unruly behavior will be met with a shock and the power is increased with each transgression”.

Vera nodded solemnly, her eyes starting to well with burning tears.

“Much better, you’re a quick learner”.

“What is your full name and date of birth?”
She hesitated for a moment.
“I asked you a question, you can respond now”.

“My name is Vera Rose Bennet, my birthday is November 21st, 2002.”

“Good girl. Why did you travel here today”.

“For work” he looked to his remote, “Sir”.

“Were you aware of your employer’s connection to militant feminist groups that are outlawed in this nation”

“No sir, I just started working there. This was supposed to be my first assignment”.

He laughed again, “tough luck, kid”. It was painful how almost normal he seemed. With his greying hair and slight pot belly, he could have been a friend of her dad’s. “I’d tell you that we are going to send you away for the night and debate it but I’m going to straight with you because I know you’re not going to like this. You are a state asset”. He stood up from his desk and approached Vera, remote in hand. “You are young, and breakable, and would make such a good little pocket hole”. He ran his fingers along her shoulders. She screamed and snapped at him with her teeth, all she could do. He simply held down the button and shocked her viciously. Every second more excruciating than the last, she gave up and began sobbing quickly. The man released the restraints from the chair but not Vera’s body. She was led to yet again another room. Even though she was no longer connected to the cruel chair, she didn’t dare speak.

The following room was much larger, full of precarious looking devices and restraints. A younger man was inside, had this been any other circumstance, Vera would have found him very attractive. Maybe she still did. Officer Jacob spoke again, “This here is my fantastic colleague Ezra Mendez. As a citizen of a free nation, you are entitled to a bit more choice than our natural born slave girls. Ezra here will help you to figure out your new vocation while I process your paperwork”.

Part 3- Desire.

Ezra grabbed Vera by her cuffs and led her to a cushioned bed, like the kind you’d see in a hospital. He tenderly locked her in, looking at her almost adoringly. He turned his back to her as he pulled up a stool and a rolling cart. “Let’s take care of these clothes, huh?” You must feel all sweaty after that long flight of yours”. He grabbed a pair of scissors and neatly cut them off. Vera was out of energy to protest, all she could do was cry. “You have such a lovely body here, it would be a real shame if your owner filled you with plastic”. Ezra fondled her breasts. Vera moaned softly, betraying herself.

“As a born free citizen, you have the right to enter as a slave in the position you are best suited for and will find the easiest to adapt to. Some girls even come to like it.” I will be the one making this judgement, so I suggest you obey otherwise you’ll end up next to some old guy’s toilet”. She shuddered at the thought. Ezra grabbed a vibrator from his cart and hooked it up to Vera’s chair. He turned it on low. “I am going to ask you a serious of questions to better understand capabilities as a slave. Don’t mind the buzzing, better to get used to your pussy being touched constantly sooner than later. Vera found the buzzing very hard not to mind.

“How would you describe your sexual orientation?”

“Bi”

“How many people have you slept with?”

“Umm, five?”

“Are you fertile?”

“I think so”

“Rate these skills from 1-5- cooking, cleaning, physical labor?”

“Two, three, two”

“Have you ever engaged in bdsm?”

All of the questions were wildly uncomfortable but this one made Vera pause for a moment. She’d done a fair amount of experimenting in college but never anything serious. If she was honest, she was afraid that Ezra would mark her down for something more extreme.

She’d waited just a second too long. He turned the power on the vibrator up significantly and reached into his bag. He placed clamps onto Vera’s hard nipples. She tried to squirm away but was met with a hard slap on the face. “Can’t you see that I’m trying to help you cunt? Answer the question”.

“Yes, sir”.

“I thought so, you seem to be enjoying this a bit too much”. He pointed to her dripping sex. Just the wand’s doing.

Ezra reached down and pulled the chain on the clamps, laughing as Vera squirmed.

“Some men prefer toys they can really break but I like easy sluts like you. Looks like you ended up just where you belong”.

The vibrator, the tug on her nipples, Ezra’s degrading tone. It was all too much.

Vera started rocking violently in her restraints. She was nearing the edge. She couldn’t fight it any longer. But god, finishing in front of him would only give him more reason to torture her. As the first wave of pleasure hit, Ezra removed the vibrator and slapped her rough on her clit.

“Too close slut. So greedy. That’s what being free does to whores like you. You think you can just cum whenever you want”.

Vera whined and whimpered but to no avail. Ignoring her, Ezra placed the vibrator back against her sensitive body on low and continued with his questioning.

“Have you ever been fucked in your asshole before?”

Again, hesitation.

“You know there’s a fun way we could figure this out…”

He reached into his back and came back with a bottle of lube and an inflatable plug.

Panicked, Vera answered “yes sir, I have”.

Ezra chided her. “Not quick enough slut. I want to see this now”.

“Please sir, please don’t fill me”.

He kissed her on the forehead. A strange, sensual, almost loving kiss. “It’ll be ok slut”.

Vera screamed louder “don’t fucking fill me, I swear!!”

“Shh shh, come on baby, don’t make this harder for yourself. You wouldn’t want me to write for you to become a little piggy now would you?”

She began crying again, accepting what was about to happen. From her anal experience, she knew that straining and struggling would only make this more painful.

Ezra placed his hands inside of her thighs. His touch was so gentle. He covered the plug in lube before inserting it. Her arousal made it embarrassingly painless.

“‘Now that wasn’t so bad was it slut?”

She shook her head. Her mind already cloudy from the intrusion.

He pumped it once. She moaned softly as felt herself stretch.

Ezra rubbed his hands across her belly, pressing down uncomfortably. She felt so full already.

“Looks like we found your weakness already”, he pumped it a few more times.

Vera felt her mind fade even more with each.

“Just a docile little pet aren’t you slut?”

He turned the vibrator up more.

“Thank you sir!!”

“I knew you wanted this. I could tell as soon as they brought you in. Well, and I was briefed on the content of your phone earlier.”

Vera went pale with horror.

“I saw your porn history, slut. I saw that you bought yourself a leash and collar online. I saw you call an old boyfriend Daddy”.

He turned the vibrator back to max.

“You want to be someone’s pet, don’t you? You want to be house broken and eat your master’s cum out of a doggy bowl. You want to hump his leg until he lets your leaking naked cunt cum.”

She was nearing climax again. This time it was even more intense.

“Do you want to cum doggy?”

“Yes sir, please” she mumbled out.

“Bark for me and I’ll allow it. Bark for me and I’ll give you the privilege of living the life you’ve always wanted”.

And that was it.

“Arf!! Arf!! Arf!!”

“Cum for me slut.”

Vera finished the hardest she ever had.

Part 4– Prepare for sale.

Ezra was gone. Distracted by her pleasure, she somehow didn’t notice him leave.

She was stuck. Ass full, vibrator on max, body strapped in place. After a few minutes, the lights in the room turned off.

“Hello??? Ezra??? Anyone??”

No response.

She came over and over again. Wearing out her voice from screaming for help, all she could do was cry and drool. After a few more orgasms, the unrelenting feeling turned from pleasure to pain. A dozen later, she finally succumb and passed out.

Vera woke to a prick in her thigh. She was strapped down to a metal table, spread wide. It was cold and stiff beneath her, her whole body aching and sore. Her mouth now full with a O gag.

“There she is” cooed Ezra’s familiar voice.

The man sticking the needle in her thigh spoke. Tied at the neck, she could not see his face. “I’m Dr. Secare and I am here to prepare your body for service. Normally Ezra would be back in his office and we’d get some private time, but it seems he has taken a liking to you”.

The doctor stroked her wet pussy.
“I can see why. I just injected you with a numbing agent so that you can’t move at all. This is delicate work. Care to do the honors, Ezra.”

Suddenly, she felt a sharp razor against her pussy and ass. It was so dehumanizing. She felt like an animal, chained up to their grooming table. Next, a burning sensation. She figured they were lasering off the hair for good. All she could do was wail through the gag, pathetic and nonsensical pleads.

“That looks much better puppy”. Said Ezra. It seems that she had a new nickname.

Next, she began to feel water gushing up inside of her now stretched hole. It was an enema.
“Just cleaning you out”, the doctor said.

Ezra asked him what was next and Secare lamented at how he was disappointed not to be instructed to give Vera any piercings. As Vera was helplessly filled, the two men discussed what customizations they would do to her body.

Secare spoke first.

“Her little cunt is just begging for some rings, isn’t it?”

“You know I prefer them more natural, Giorgio. Her tits are a bit uneven though and maybe I would change that”.

“Nothing some good implants and nipple piercings couldn’t fix! She is really a cute one. And you seem to be quite enamored with her?”

“I’ll be sad to see her go, but you know, work is work”.

“Do you have a toy at home or are you too busy at the office?”

“Not right now, no. I have most of my fun at work”.

The causal nature of the conversion was horrifying. Well it would have been, if Vera could focus on anything aside from the water now bursting its way out of her ass.

Giorgio stuck a few fingers inside of her and declared she was “all clean!”.

Finally, Ezra’s handsome face came into view. He had a sponge in his hand, like the kind you would use to clean the floor. He looked at her intensely as he scrubbed her down. Calling her a “good pet” all the way through. She hated how much she had come to long for him. She could not let this moment detract from the conversation she heard just minutes ago.

Ezra asked the doctor to flip her over.

Secare approached and she saw him for the first time. He looked distinguished, a pleased smirk across his mustached face. A good contrast to Ezra’s youthful and soft demeanor. Olive skin and dark messy hair.

Vera cursed herself for thinking about these men like this. They were her capturers, her tormentors. God, they must have injected something else too.

Giorgio stood at her side as Ezra loosened the restraints.
“You know what will happen if you move.”

She nodded.

Ezra picked her up with ease and flipped her onto her stomach. The doctor just watched intently. Shortly, all of the restraints were sealed again and Vera’s ass was even more exposed.

“So obedient already”.

“Thank you, sir!” She said through the gag.

Secare spoke up, “that new pacifying agent is so much more effective than the last”.

Pacifying agent?? What the fuck did they put in her?? She wanted to speak up, to strain against the bonds, or even to cry. But there was just, nothing?!

Ezra echoed his sentiment, “it does. But I told you about her, she was always this submissive. Knew her place even before coming to this country. Feminism had just tricked her poor sweet little mind. This was in there the whole time”.

He scrubbed her backside now, taking special attention to her raw and sore holes.

Once clean, he undid the bonds at her ankles. “On your knees”. She obeyed before she even had the thought to do otherwise. She felt the doctor’s hands on her now too.

“I hate to see it go, don’t you?”.

Suddenly, there was a cold intrusion in both of her holes. It was followed by a tightening around her waist and the sensation of cold hardware. It was a chastity belt.

“Aww, you look so cute puppy! I know you are a greedy slut and this should help keep your hands off of yourself.”

Secare spoke, “the pacifying agent should be wearing off soon, should probably get to packaging her”.

Ezra undid all of her restraints and lifted her the table. He held her tight. The strap around her neck was attached to a leash, which Ezra kept at a short distance, groping her body as he directed her to the final room of the faculty— packing.

Part 5– off to Master.

Down a long corridor stood the most frightening room Vera had ever seen. Against the wall were cages, girls tied and sealed away. Ignored. Ezra laughed as she looked in horror. “Most of these slaves are being stored here while their owners are abroad. They are fed and taken care of, don’t you worry”.

Reassurances aside, these girls barely looked human. Some were encased in latex, others in hyperfeminine attire with surgically modified catlike ears and plugged tails. She watched as two slaves licked eachother’s faces, cleaning the other of cum and tears. “Oh yeah, we use them sometimes too”. The doctor said in response, “you aren’t staying here though. We are taking you straight to the auction house".