Dark Fantasy Tumble

The Empire’s Capitol airport was always stressful.   As she moved through the terminal there was a ruckus to her right.   She watched in quiet fury as a screaming and crying woman grasped at the sides of the Jetway as two Imperial officers and a Pilot dragged her into the terminal from the newly arrived aircraft. 

“Donald!   PLEASE!!!! HELP ME!!!”   She cried out toward a man who stood by impassively.  “Don’t let them take me!   I don’t want to be a slave! NOOOOOO!!!!”  

The Pilot smacked her hand and she let go of the door jam.   One Officer pulled her into a full nelson head-lock while the other quickly cuffed her wrists.   

“Stop! Stop! STOP!!!!!!!” She cried “Someone help me!”  

Not one passenger waiting at the gate moved.  The men watched with wolfish grins while the women averted their eyes.  The second Officer produced a stainless steel collar and locked it around her neck.  The words “Training Cunt” were etched in the chrome finish.  He then attached her cuffed wrists to a loop on the back of her collar immobilizing her arms.    

“FUUUUUUCCCK YOOUUU!!!”  She spat!  “People will look for me!  They will find you Donald!  They will make you pay!  I’ll fucking Kill YOU!  DO YOU HEA<URK>”  The woman’s shout’s were cut off as a ball gag was forced into her mouth.   The guard then produced a pair of fabric sheers.  The woman tried to lurch away and he smacked her across the face several times.   She stood still and cried as he cut her Jeans, blouse, panties and bra off her.   Now naked,  The Guards attached a leash to her collar.   The larger of the two dragged her over to a waiting cart where three other naked and bound women were chained while the smaller guard went to Donald and handed him a plastic card.  

“Pleasure doing business as always Frank.”  Donald said and the two men hugged each other briefly before Donald made his way down the Jetway.  “I have a hot date tomorrow, gonna talk this one into a weekend getaway too.  With luck, I’ll deliver her Friday night!”  He called over his shoulder.  

“You’re a right bastard!” Frank said with a laugh before moving to the airport cart and climbing on next to his partner.   “Alright Cunts!  One more pickup and then it's to the basement where you can start learning your new place in the order!”