NFS:MW The enslavement of Mia Townsend

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters used in NFS: Mosted Wanted, nor do I intend to use them for any profitable purposes other than my own sadistic self-gratification.

Author's note: the story could very well end right here, as there's enough conslusiveness to it. I however do have more chapters done, so if you wish for me to continue this twisted tale, do review.


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For how long Mia was in this position, she did not know. After her cunt had become used to the presence of the dildo pistoning in and out she had orgasmed again and again and again. After god knows how many orgasms her muscles had finally given up and locked up on her. From then on there was no more pleasure, only pain as her body was jolted by the nonstop thrusting. Mia’s breast was now numb from the continued torture given it by the metal bra, and her whole body was in flames, all she could feel was pain. Her throat was parched due to her body having expelled so much vaginal juices, dehydrating itself with every orgasm. Several times Mia lost consciousness, only to be awakened by the thumping from below. The only good thing that came of the engine was that it kept her warm, but that was hardly appreciable compared to the rest of the ordeal.
After what seemed an eternity (and having fainted over a dozen times), Mia’s ringing ears dimly picked up the sound of the door opening. The blindfold was removed, although the engine was kept running. Mia opened her mouth to plead, but was met by Razor in a forced kiss, his tongue exploring her oral cavity. She allowed him to do as he wished with her partially because she had no strength to fight back, but also because he was transferring his saliva into her bone-dry mouth, and as disgusting as it tasted to her it was the only drink she’s had since the night before.
“Just so you know we kept the camera on you for most of the night, through a hole in the door. Very boring eight hours of reel that you gave us, but no matter, I’m sure you can give us some more amusement today” Razor said to Mia’s face as he pulled away. Mia only exhaled in response, unable to say anything in her state.
But first, I think we would like you to have a bath.” With that Razor finally moved to turn off the engine. From behind Mia, Toru undid the metal bra and placed it on the cart followed shortly by the dildo and piston that were pulled from Mia. Uncuffed then recuffed with her hands above her head to a rack like setup that forced her onto her tiptoes or to hang by her wrists, which by now hurt a great deal from having been cuffed for so long, Mia shivered as the hose was taken to her, cold water splashing down her body. Razor deftly controlled the hose, cleaning Mia’s cunt and anus first, then the rest of her body, one of his buddies with his hands full of soap feeling Mia up and down. Attention was given to her breasts and sex, the soapy fingers sliding into her, moving around to spread soap, then getting replaced by the hose to water her out. Razor deliberately brought the water source close to Mia’s mouth, but kept it just far enough away that she couldn’t get a sip of the cool water.
“Please…” rasped Mia “…please...water…” Razor laughed, and for a second Mia thought he was going to pull away, but then he allowed the water to spill unto Mia’s face, and as they washed her face Mia gulped down whatever water she could, despite that fact that some of it was soapy.
“Damn guys, this is great, she’s still tight after all night” exclaimed Toru as he inserted a finger into Mia. At this, Mia’s courage temporarily flared, and ignoring the pain in her wrist, she brought a knee up into Razor’s unsuspecting face, and then wrapped both legs around his neck in an effort to strangle him. Razor, taken completely by surprise, gave out a muffled yell; his face buried in Mia’s pussy, and tried to free himself. Mia didn’t know where she got this strength from, only that she wanted to do whatever she could to defy these racers who have rape and humiliated her. At first the racers all laughed at this absurd demonstration of resistance, coolly filming Razor’s struggles, expecting him to free himself soon enough, while getting the entire thing on tape, but as Razor’s struggles weakened they closed in and forcible extricated the suffocating man from Mia’s legs.
Gasping, Razor snarled, “Bitch”, he went to one of the shelves, retrieved a whip, and proceed to flail Mia with fervor. Her glistening body twisted and writhed in efforts to dodge the whip, but soon Mia had welts running all over her body and by the time Razor was satisfied and calmed down, she was once again hanging by her wrist, unable to do much more than take in deep ragged breaths and sob uncontrollably. Her breast and shaved cunt had been whipped red, and there were more welts showing on them than undamaged skin.
“That should teach you some manners” Razor said, his former coolness returned. In pretty much the same manner as they had done the night before, Mia was placed in the bench contraption and raped by every single guy, every rape recorded in detail by the camera. The girls watched and masturbated nearby, and Izzy and Vic even took to fucking each other while watching Mia being raped. As she was raped Mia was warned that if she told anyone about what happened the live footage would make its way onto the internet and into porn shops.
After four hours of gangbang, the last racer extricated himself from Mia. She was given another bath and dried. Someone brought a waxing kit and Mia quivered in pain as they proceeded to wax her entire body none-so-gently. Unchained, half unconscious, from the bench, the young cop was dressed in cloths brought over from her own house by Jewel using the keys that they found on her. She was put into a bag, stuffed in the trunk of a car, and driven to where her Lamborghini was parked. They force-fed her a case worth of beer, then put her in the driver seat, leaving her keeled over to one side with her hair tangled looking as though she had been drinking the night before. During the night, Razor had taken the car for a spin, broke pretty much every traffic law in Rockport, leaving insurmountable damaged property throughout the town. As the vehicle was registered to Mia Townshend every cop in town assumed it was her getting back at Cross for giving her all that heat over the street racer incident.
And it was in this state Mia was found by the police, taken to the station, where Chief Cross proceed to scream at her for not only failing to show up at work, but having obviously gotten piss drunk and caused a irreparable damage to pretty much every nook and cranny of the city. Her car was impounded, her police badge and gun taken from her, and she was suspended from active duty for six months, given a desk job for the duration. Mia didn’t tell of the rape, afraid of the consequences. She went home and after an hour of sobbing uncontrollably, finally succumbed to exhaustion and slept.