I clutched tightly to Hannah's arm, firing questions at her. It was obvious that she was trying to appear as though she wasn't scared but I knew she had to be. I was screaming at her, asking her why we couldn't just jump out of the vehicle. We had no idea who was driving and no clue where we were going. I wanted to scream out for help but Hannah shushed me.

"Nobody will hear us. The van is going too fast. And you'll kill yourself if you jump out," Hannah told me, pulling me in closer to her. "Just try and figure out where you think we might be."

I'd been too freaked out to think about counting corners. I didn't have any suggestions where we might be. A pitiful tear hit my chin and another followed. I was grateful of the dark so that Hannah couldn't see me cry, but I still would have given anything to see some light. The darkness was suffocating.

I closed my eyes and buried my face in Hannah's naked chest. It occurred to me that we should probably dress ourselves in case our captor stopped the van at any moment. I was becoming so used to being naked that I hadn't really given it any thought up till now. I pulled my head out from between Hannah's breasts.

"Do you think whoever is driving knows that we are in here?" I asked, scurrying around the floor in search of my clothes.

"I'm not sure," Hannah whispered. "If they didn't before, they probably know now since you have been screaming so much."

Embarrassed, I turned away from her.

"It's okay, baby," she continued. She followed my lead, attempting to gather up her clothing. Once we were both fully dressed, we huddled together, my head resting on Hannah's arm. My heart was still hammering away, but in some way I was comfortable. Hannah insisted that there was nothing we could do but wait this out.

 

How I managed to fall asleep during such a stressful situation was beyond me. But I had been pretty damn tired. I didn't feel any better having woken up, either. It was the van coming to a halt that stirred me, as I had grown used to the continuous motion of the bumpy ride.

"Where are we?" I whispered, shaking Hannah awake. Although it was still dark inside the windowless van, I could see her much more clearly now that a hint of daylight was present. She was so, so sexy. I felt kind of proud of myself for having landed her, and flattered that she reciprocated so willingly.

"Should we get out?" I whispered. My throat was dry and my legs numb from having them curled up underneath me. The truth was that I had never been so terrified in my life. I knew that my make-up must be smudged from crying and it was impossible to hide from Hannah how hard I was shaking. Noticing my fear, she curled her arm around my shoulders and held me against her. I felt like a stupid kid for being so scared while she was acting so strong.

The van door slid open and I couldn't help but scream. The very second that I saw who was standing there, my fear instantly turned to anger. Ella lifted herself up into the van and slammed the door closed behind her.

"Fuck you, Ella!" Hannah bellowed, lunging at Ella. "Where is Andy?" She demanded. "Why the hell would you do that to us?"

"First of all, fuck you, Hannah," Ella replied calmly, dodging Hannah's angry advances. "I told you two not to get together tonight. Don't try to tell me that that wasn't what you were doing in there."

"You're not the boss," Hannah replied. I watched them arguing but now all I felt was relief. I didn't have the energy to fight with Ella, either. All I wanted now was to go home and sleep. Only I couldn't, because I couldn't face my flat mate.

"Actually, I am," Ella insisted. On her knees, she took a step closer to Hannah and placed her hand on Hannah's chest, at the top of her breasts. Her fingertips caressed her collarbone. The same hand snaked up further, gently touching the side of Hannah's neck. I saw the hairs on the back of Hannah's neck stick up on end and I had the chills myself. I knew what Ella's touch was like - it was impossible to resist. Hannah turned to jelly. Ella wrapped both arms around Hannah's waist and pulled her closer, kissing her deeply. My eyes sucked up the sight, totally engrossed. Those two fitted together nicely. Ella was so much smaller, but somehow the power just radiated out of her. Nobody could really deny that Ella was the boss.

Ella smacked Hannah on the ass, causing her to yelp.

"You're bad," Ella hissed. "And you are most definitely not getting away with this. Neither are you," Ella turned her head to glare directly at me. "I am particularly mad at you." I made a noise that was something of a gurgle. Ella had only just finished punishing me for my last mistake. Obviously I hadn't learnt anything. I knew first hand that Ella could be crazy...what was she going to try to do to me this time?

Ella held out a piece of cloth toward Hannah. She tossed one at me and ordered that we both blindfold ourselves. Hannah flatly refused and received an open hand to the cheek.

"Don't talk back to me, bitch. Put it on."

Hannah ever so slowly lifted the cloth to her eyes. I did the same, and tied it enough for me to be able to look down and see out the bottom of it. When Ella noticed my attempt at cheating, I received a blow to the cheek also, and then a second one to the tits.

"You are not getting any more chances!" She screamed at me.

"Where is Andy?" Hannah asked once she had properly blindfolded herself.

"Who the fuck is Andy?"

"My friend. My driver. You obviously saw him when you stole his van."

Ella persisted to ignore Hannah as she repeatedly asked where her friend was. She led us from the van, gripping each of us tightly by our arms. The sure reality was that both Hannah and I could have very easily escaped. Breaking free of Ella's grasp, tearing our blindfolds off and running away would have been incredibly easy to do. Any normal person would have taken that option. Or, more correctly, any normal person would not be in this situation the first place. All three of us were bad. I'd just had the horny fucked out of me by Hannah, and here I was getting turned on all over again.

"What time is it?" I asked, and I was given a hard smack across the ass from Ella as a reply. I didn't dare ask where we were, which was going to be my second question.

We followed Ella blindly, receiving very little advice on where to put our feet. We were lead into some type of building. I tripped on a step and Ella merely laughed.

"Line up," she ordered. There was no excitement whatsoever in her voice. She came across as though she was genuinely upset with us. Perhaps she was; it was too difficult to tell the difference between Ella playing games and Ella being serious. I don't think she herself even knew for sure. She shoved both Hannah and I against a wall and told us to sit.

"There is a third naughty girl with us today," Ella announced. "Somebody else has been disobeying my rules."

I rolled my eyes. Ella was good at the playing the boss role as far as games went, but I wished she would give it a rest and just cut to the chase. What was supposed to be happening here?

"Clothes off. Now," Ella ordered. My pussy tingled. I hated how my body betrayed me like this. I was supposed to be at home sleeping. It couldn't be any later than six in the morning. I shed all of my clothes, including my underwear and I heard the other two girls do the same. I was dying to know where we were and whether there was anyone else around, watching us. I was constantly afraid of my antics being filmed someday, against my knowledge. Once something was on video it was impossible to take back. The idea of having sex or masturbating on camera made me wet every time that I thought about it, but it was too dangerous to ever get into.

I tucked my knees up to my chest and rested my chin on them, hiding myself from Ella. Something landed on the ground nearby. She told Hannah to choose something from the box of fun, whatever that meant. There were some rummaging sounds and I desperately wanted to pull my blindfold aside and check out what was going on, but I knew better. Before long the box was slid along so that it sat in front of me.

"Choose one," Ella instructed. Because I was afraid, my instincts told me to obey. Being blindfolded was a different type of darkness than the pitch black of the van. I had no sense of my immediate surroundings and it was both terrifying and frustrating. I reached out in front of me and my hand encountered what seemed to be a large cardboard box. My fingers closed around the first thing I found and I held it in my hand as I listened to Ella move on to the next girl in line.