21: Summer's kidnapping disaster

"Oooh shit," muttered Summer as she was rudely awakened. After last night, she wanted nothing more than to sleep, but someone seemed to want to throw a spanner in the works of her plan. She turned to her side and fumbled for her cell phone. It rang loudly and sounded like cannon fire in her ears. She had difficulty reading the name of the troublemaker until her head finally clicked on and she saw who was calling.

"Nah ... I'm in no mood for this right now," Summer muttered and sent the caller to voicemail. She lay back on her back and groaned loudly. The lack of sleep would get on her nerves all day, not to mention the hangover, but she couldn't go back to sleep now. Her thoughts went back to last night and how narrowly she and her best friend Ava had escaped with their lives. Yesterday she had been too drunk to think clearly, but now?

"I wonder where that snake came from? Maybe I can check it out?" Summer mumbled, lifting her head to look for her girlfriend Tea, but there was no sign of her. Even her blanket was still folded as neatly as it had been last night.

"Hehe, someone must have had quite a night," Summer said approvingly, throwing her own blanket aside and staggering to her feet. Her pink hair was disheveled and she was still wearing the golden dress. That it had survived the night unscathed was nothing short of a miracle, but there had always been something magical about the clothes from her favorite company, C&T. She undid the ribbon at the back of her neck and the dress slipped to the floor as if by magic, revealing the minimalist underwear that immediately followed the dress. However, before she could go to the bathroom and lock herself in, as Tea demanded, her phone rang again. Summer rolled her eyes.

"I get good grades, you don't get on my nerves! That was the deal!" Summer yelled at her phone, blocking the call again, "Bloody hell!"

She exhaled loudly, went into the bathroom and into the shower to wash away the stress from yesterday. If she was going to go back to the dead snake to examine it and study a little for the upcoming exam, she needed to get ready quickly. Not that she necessarily had to or needed to, the exam wasn't scheduled until after the New Year. Still, it would make up a large part of her grade and Summer wanted to play it safe.

 

 

Summer clicked her tongue as she was about to leave the apartment when she remembered that she had forgotten something. Tea would have given her hell if she'd gone out without her "jewelry," as she called it. Yesterday, she had at least agreed that Summer didn't have to wear it. Summer pulled down her black leggings and panties and took the heavy chastity belt from the sideboard. Tea still wanted her to put it on. At least she no longer insisted on the metal bra and the wrist and ankle cuffs. Summer put it around her waist and it clicked loudly as the lock snapped into place. She pulled the metal bow through her crotch and guided it to the lock. It clicked again and a cold shiver ran down Summer's neck.

"I hope Tea frees me from this thing soon," she muttered to herself and pulled her underwear and leggings back up. She hid the belt under a denim skirt, under her shirt and a sweater. Over this she pulled on her spare winter jacket, the other one was probably still in the club where she had drunk herself silly yesterday. Summer bent down for her boots and groaned as the belt pressed into her crotch.

"I just had to piss Tea off," she cursed, but a smile appeared on her face, "It's a bit of fun playing the slave..."

She took her keys and the key to the chastity belt and left her house to get her jacket and to study the mysterious giant snake.

 

 

"Yes Ava it's me ... Yes, I'm fine, don't worry. Tell me about the giant snake from yesterday ... yes ... so I didn't imagine it? Then where did it go?" Summer asked her friend Ava, staring at the empty spot where the snake had died last night. Summer had grabbed her jacket and climbed down the tunnels in the park, but when she finally arrived at the scene of the fight, the monster had disappeared. At first Summer had thought that Ava hadn't finished the snake off after all and it had crawled away, but then she should at least have found traces, but those were missing too.

"Yeah, I'll call you later ... bye," Summer said and hung up. Her phone immediately vibrated again as the unwanted callers tried to disturb her and again Summer pushed them away. She needed to think and couldn't afford to be distracted. Lost in thought, she looked around the hall again, almost hoping to see the yellow eyes of the snake in the shadows.

"Mmmmh, maybe the city has already taken it away and put it in a secret research center?" she whispered, massaging her chin thoughtfully, "Well, that doesn't make sense. Really strange. Almost magical..." Summer shook her head. Even though she had seen a lot of fantastic things recently, there was usually a really good explanation for them.

"Well, not really," Summer contradicted her own thoughts and turned to leave.

 

 

Still pondering the whereabouts of the snake, Summer pulled into the parking lot in front of her house and at the last moment noticed the red Porsche parked in her driveway. She slammed on the brakes at the last moment and came to a stop a hand's breadth in front of it.

"What kind of idiot parks in my driveway?" asked Summer, getting out and looking at the license plate. At least the car didn't belong to her annoying callers. Summer looked up at her house and could see movement behind the curtains and suspected something bad.

"Please Tea please tell me you didn't do this," Summer muttered and walked to the door with trembling hands. She entered her home and was immediately irritated when music swept around her ears so loudly that she stumbled back.

"Hey, why is it so loud in here?" Summer asked against the noise and closed the door behind her. Her friend Tea was dancing to the music in the living room and if it hadn't been so damn loud and, above all, horrible to listen to, Summer could have enjoyed the sight of her girlfriend.

"Hey, my dearest slave. I hope you're dressed properly or you'll be in trouble!" said Tea with a grin and did a pirouette.

"Yes ... yes of course!" Summer called out and took off her jacket and pulled up her sweater to reveal her belt. Tea nodded with satisfaction.

"Hey, do you know who owns the Porsche outside the door?"

Tea grinned broadly.

"That's mine," she said and did another twirl.

"Please what?" exclaimed Summer in disbelief, taking a few quick steps towards Tea and switching off the music in the hope that she had misheard. Tea didn't look amused.

"I said it's mine," she repeated, annoyed, and went to turn the music back on, but Summer intercepted her hand, which was met with a disapproving look.

"What do you mean, it's yours? What money did you buy it with?" Summer asked her friend, her voice trembling.

"With your credit card, of course," Tea said with a shrug and Summer's jaw dropped. Suddenly it all made sense and Summer quickly dug out her phone. She could now see a message on it.

 

We need to talk. Since you're not answering your phone, me and your mom will come by tomorrow.

Dad

 

Summer slumped down. Her thoughts revolved around her cursed parents. She had wished she could stop talking to them, but unfortunately that was no longer possible. Summer looked up at Tea, who took the opportunity to turn the music back on.

"Do you know what you've done?" Summer asked loudly, her face consumed with anger.

"What, I needed a car and you said I could use it."

"For emergencies! Not to buy a damn Porsche! Tea, my parents are..." the doorbell rang barely audibly and Summer frowned.

"Who's disturbing now? Turn that shit down!" Summer shouted and went to the door, while Tea turned it up instead and stuck her tongue out at Summer. Summer just rolled her eyes and looked through the peephole. Through it, she could see a woman with beautiful brown hair that she had tamed under a baseball cap. She was wearing a vest from a parcel service and had a clipboard and pen in her hand. Next to her was a huge square wooden box that could probably have held two people.

"Oh damn. Please tell me you didn't order more!" shouted Summer, but she doubted Tea could even hear her. Annoyed, Summer opened the door for the parcel carrier.

"Yes?"

"Excuse me, are you Summer ... von Nachtschwing?" the messenger asked and Summer winced at the sound of her surname.

"Please just call me Summer," she said and signed the delivery paper with the pen she was handed.

"Here too, please ... and here," said the messenger, pointing to the other lines to sign. Summer was just about to stop and skim over the sheets she was signing when Tea's music suddenly became extremely loud. Summer's face darkened and she gave her signatures before handing the pen back and turning around angrily.

"TEA! Now stop this fucking..." at that moment Summer felt a prick in the back of her neck and her voice faltered. Her world began to spin and she looked up at the parcel carrier grinning at her from under her cap. Summer stumbled into her house, but she was gently pulled back and saw the box open.

"Careful Summer, we don't want anyone to see where you're going," the delivery girl said, gently guiding Summer towards the box. Summer saw that it was padded and invited her to sleep in it. She looked intently at the messenger, who pushed her into the crate and just smiled at her. The last thing Summer saw before her eyes became too heavy was a needle sticking out of the pen, then she lost consciousness and the box closed over her.

 

Day 0

When Summer woke up, she didn't move a muscle. Her forced slumber had been anything but restful, but her mind was racing.  She had gone through this thought experiment many times before, but she never thought she would ever need it.

I was kidnapped... I was actually kidnapped on my own doorstep on the brightest day! Bloody hell, it's about time, but did it have to be so close to New Year and my exams? Summer thought and suppressed a grin. With her eyes still closed, she tried to remember every detail of her kidnapper and assess her situation. Summer had only seen the face very briefly, but it looked strangely familiar now that she was no longer so stressed about Tea and her parents. She winced at the thought.

Damn, now I have to go back even faster to please them again. At least I have a good explanation.

Very carefully, Summer opened one of her eyes a crack and probed her situation. She was lying on the floor and could see a chain that went from her neck and was attached to a wooden beam on the wall. The beam was fitted with several eyelets and Summer guessed that it went along the ceiling and came down on the opposite wall. The wall itself was covered with black foam mats so that no one could hear her cries for help. The floor was cold and rough. She suspected that she had been dragged into a cellar that had been provisionally turned into a kidnapper's cell.

But by whom?

Summer answered that question for herself. Her eyes widened in surprise when she saw her old cheerleading classmate sitting in front of her.

"Hello Sumsum. Long time no see," Sarah said with a cold smile. Her brown hair was still as stunning and shiny as Summer remembered it and her face was unchanged over the few years. She stood with her arms folded in front of a simple wooden door, still wearing her parcel service uniform. Next to her on the floor was a small cardboard box. Summer looked at it for a moment until the initial shock had subsided and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sarah? I thought you were ..."

"Dead? No, I'm alive, as you can see," Sarah interrupted and Summer looked at her, frowning.

"I meant to say moved," Summer replied and sat up. She suddenly seemed much more interested in her necklace than her captor. It was connected to a chain that dragged across the floor. The collar itself was made of heavy steel and secured with a padlock. Attached to it, Summer could feel several eyelets to which ropes or more chains could be attached. As Summer studied it, she couldn't help but notice that Sarah was fuming with rage and seemed to be considering strangling her captive.

"I only moved because of you and I lost everything! My friends, my family, my status! Just because you told on me!" she screamed at Summer, but she seemed less impressed.

"Seriously? You're blaming me for THAT? Sarah, let's put our cards on the table. The tradition of tying up curious rookie cheerleaders and leaving them to languish in a closet was already childish and barbaric. But you had to take it to the extreme with the blackmail photos. To this day, I regret the part I played in it. But I have to thank you. It's only because of your psychological terror that I am who I want to be today, but don't expect me to apologize. So what if you want to be brief? I need to get home as soon as possible and..."

"Explain to your parents why you bought a Porsche? Or why the house is full of latex and bondage equipment? I'm sure they won't be very pleased that their precious daughter, Lady Serena von Nachtschwing, spends her time with such outrageous things. Uuuuuuh and the shame of the Lady sharing her bed with another woman," Sarah explained and laughed maliciously. Summer took her hands off the collar and looked at her captor seriously for the first time. It was the first time in years that she had heard her real name and Summer knew that Sarah had never heard it from her before.

Was she stalking me? Summer pondered.

"What do you want from me, Sarah? Do you seriously want an apology for trying to protect my friend from you after I betrayed her out of fear of you? You can wait a long time for that," Summer declared, narrowing her eyes as she saw the madness in Sarah's. She didn't seem to be herself.

"No, no ... I don't want an apology. I just want revenge. You know, I've invested a lot of time and money in you over the last few years. Found out who you really are. I even hired the best hacker in town to give me access to your computer. Really a fascinating hobby you have and your love Tea looks really lovely in latex. I almost wish I had you both here."

At these words, Summer's fuse blew and she took a step towards Sarah to give her a slap. However, the chain was too short and she was pulled back roughly.

"If you harm a hair on Tea's head, then..."

"Don't worry. I only want to destroy your life, your parents will take over Tea's. By the way, she's helped me a lot with her recent missteps," Sarah explained calmly, but Summer could see the growing madness in her eyes.

"You want to destroy my life? By keeping me here? Ridiculous," Summer said, shaking her head and feeling her collar again.

She's out to humiliate me. I think the best strategy is to ignore her. Summer thought about it and fumbled for the lock.

"Not here, no. We're not going to stay here for long, we're going somewhere much safer. But let's get down to business now. Take your clothes off," Sarah demanded.

"Are you serious?" asked Summer, looking down her body. The shirt, sweater and leggings with the skirt were all she had on. Sarah had probably already hidden her jacket and boots.

"Fuck you," Summer said, looking up again and suddenly staring down the barrel of a gun.

"I won't ask again. I don't care, do you?" Sarah asked, almost bored. Summer swallowed. She hadn't expected that.

"N ... no," Summer mumbled and fumbled for her sweater. As she went to pull it up, she felt the chastity belt that she had forgotten due to all the stress and stopped.

"What?" asked Sarah.

"I, um ... nothing ...," Summer mumbled and cursed inwardly. She pulled the sweater over her head and the belt was clearly visible under her shirt. Sarah seemed to ignore it, though. Summer slipped the sweater over the chain, followed by her shirt, so that the shiny metal around her waist was now clearly visible. She blushed briefly and Sarah noticed immediately.

"Don't worry about it. We'll replace that shabby thing soon. But I was really surprised to see you wearing one. I always thought you were too horny for your own good," she said and motioned for Summer to continue with her weapon. She undid her bra and simply let it fall to the floor. Her black leggings and skirt landed next to it. She now stood before Sarah in all her glory and crossed her arms under her breasts.

"What now? It's cold," Summer grumbled and rubbed her arms.

"Catch," Sarah said, flicking a key in Summer's direction with her free hand. She immediately recognized it as the key to her belt and caught it. She unlocked the chastity belt and it fell clattering to the floor. It exposed her clean-shaven crotch.

"And now what?" Summer asked with increasing indignation, despite the weapon in front of her. Without saying a word, Sarah kicked the box towards Summer. It skittered across the floor and came to rest at Summer's feet.

"Get dressed."

Summer gave her a wry look and lifted the lid. A black suit made of a thin, yet stretchy material was revealed. When Summer lifted it out of the box and rubbed the fabric between her fingers, she knew immediately that it was made of Darlex. Two layers of spandex encased one of rubber. Summer had heard that this type of material could be worn for a long time. There was a metal plate with holes in the crotch and two plugs attached to the other side, which could probably clean her from the inside.

"I'm not wearing this," Summer said curtly as she realized that this was going to be her new skin for quite some time. There was a click as Sarah flicked the safety off.

"I just said I wouldn't ask twice."

"It's all right," Summer said hurriedly, shaking the suit open so she could step into it more easily. It snuggled tightly around her legs and ended at her ankles. Summer immediately noticed that the suit was cut to size and wondered at first how Sarah knew her measurements, until she remembered that her computer had been hacked. She would have to take care of that as soon as she got out of here. She spared the question of lube for the plugs and pushed them both into her crotch, cursing. Summer paused for a moment to collect herself before lifting the suit over her chest and tucking her arms into the sleeves. The Darlex felt strange. It wasn't really like anything Summer had worn before. Now all that was missing was the zipper over her bottom. Summer was about to pull it up when Sarah interrupted her.

"Lie on the floor."

Summer scowled at her for a moment, but did as she was told. Through the Darlex, Summer could barely feel the cold in the floor beneath her. Despite the freezing temperatures outside, it would keep her warm. Sarah watched Summer for a moment before she secured the gun and hid it behind the wooden door. She went to Summer and knelt beside her. With one hand, she pulled the suit together while she zipped it up. The pressure on Summer's body increased until Sarah reached the neck and secured the zipper with a lock. It clicked softly, but to Summer it was loud and echoed in her ears.

"Stay down," Sarah muttered coldly, pushing Summer to the floor with her knee. Summer's breasts were squeezed painfully and she was paralyzed as her captor pressed her body weight into her back. Sarah unlocked the collar and removed the shirt and sweater from the chain before fastening it back around Summer's neck. She stood up and walked to the door as Summer rose from the floor, moaning and massaging her breasts. The layer of Darlex made them feel strange. Meanwhile, Sarah walked to the door and bent down behind it to pick up more chains, which she then simply tossed into the cell floor.

"Let's secure you until tonight then. I've got a few things to prepare and I don't want my guest of honor to think I'm neglecting her," Sarah explained, throwing Summer leather cuffs for her arms and legs.

"Of course not," Summer said dryly and fastened the first cuff to her wrist. At the same time, her eyes wandered over the bars next to and above her and the eyelets attached to them.

"Don't you think that one chain is enough? Maybe another comfy chair and..."

Summer fell silent when she saw the look on Sarah's face.

 

 

Ten minutes later, Summer was balancing on the tips of her toes. Her arms were pulled into the upper corners of the wooden frame by the chains and two more held her head upright with the help of the collar. Her legs, on the other hand, were pulled into the lower corners. Sarah had also attached a chain between Summer's legs to prevent her from moving. A red ball gag sealed Summer's mouth and stifled any moans that escaped her throat.

"I'll be back in a few hours, don't run away," Sarah said, winking at Summer. She wanted to say something back, but let it go when she lost her balance and the collar pressed into her lower jaw. With the gag, it would have been incomprehensible anyway. Sarah giggled at Summer and closed the door behind her. Summer blinked in surprise.

Wait, is that all there is to it? It flashed through Summer's mind and she began to fidget, causing the chains to rustle. But Sarah didn't come back.

What kind of punishment is this? I'm more likely to be bored to death than ... ... ... damn, she's good. Summer nodded appreciatively at the fact that Sarah knew her weaknesses so well. Her appreciation was still limited, though, and she would be happy to watch the police arrest Sarah. Summer cautiously turned her head to the right and looked past the chain to the wooden frame and eyelets. Unfortunately, none of them looked like they would be easy to pull out. Summer tried pulling on her arm, but her predicament prevented her from building up enough strength and she gave up when she lost her balance again.

Where are Ava or Caitlyn when you need them?

 

With the help of a hidden camera, Sarah followed her captive's miserable escape attempt on her phone. Satisfied, she closed the program and set an alarm clock as she made her way upstairs to her bed. It was still early afternoon, but she needed to be well-rested for the task ahead. Her alarm would wake her at one o'clock in the morning, while Summer was probably on the ropes and just wanted to sleep. Under the cover of the dark night, Sarah would then take her to an abandoned building on the outskirts of the city, which she had prepared and restored over the past few months. While an escape-proof prison cell awaited Summer, Sarah would be able to live like in a palace. Without neighbors or nosy letter carriers. Sarah closed her eyes and lay down in her bed.

"I'm finally getting my revenge..." she murmured as her thoughts drifted off and a smile formed on her lips.

 

Day 1

Summer moaned into her gag. Ava or Caitlyn hadn't come to rescue her. Her legs were screaming for a break from standing for hours, she was tired, hungry and worst of all, she was bored out of her mind. She stared glassily at the wooden door behind which her captor had disappeared and wished for something. Be it another bondage or a whipping. Anything! And as her eyes closed once more, the door finally opened. Summer almost burst into cheers, but she just managed to hold herself back.

"Sooo, I'm sorry you had to wait, but now it's time! Are you looking forward to meeting your new home?" Sarah asked euphorically, beaming at Summer.

"Mmmppff," Summer replied into her gag. She wasn't eager to find out where Sarah was going to take her now, but it was certainly better than standing around here for who knows how long.

"Great! You've been really good too, so I'll let you choose where you want to go! Isn't that generous of me?"

Summer's head fell forward of its own accord from tiredness and she was startled when her chin hit the collar. Sarah interpreted it as a nod and smiled broadly.

"I didn't think you'd become docile so quickly. A real shame..." Sarah said, freeing both wrists and Summer's neck from the chains. Summer almost fell forward from exhaustion, but Sarah caught her and helped her to kneel on the floor.

"Such a brave girl," Sarah commented and released the gag. Summer said nothing and traced the thread of saliva that ran from her mouth to the gag until Sarah cleaned it up with a cloth.

"So, what will it be, Summer? In the front or in the trunk? Provided, of course, that you continue to be a good girl," Sarah explained, lifting Summer's chin so that she had to look into her eyes.

"Ffffront," Summer mumbled weakly and blinked several times.

"Excellent choice, my dear. Of course we have to prepare you for this," Sarah explained and put her sweater back on the exhausted Summer. Summer let her do it and after some back and forth with the restraints, Summer stood in the middle of the cell and looked down at the floor in displeasure. Her hands had been handcuffed to a chain that constricted her waist and there were shackles on her ankles that prevented her from running away. Another chain went from Summer's collar to Sarah's hand and she began to pull on it. To keep her feet from getting cold, Sarah had put soft slippers on her.

"Come on, let's get you out of here. I'm sorry I was so obnoxious earlier. I took a nap and feel fit as a fiddle now, you too?" Sarah asked with a nasty smile on her lips.

"I'm hungry," Summer mumbled and the growling of her stomach underlined the statement.

"All in good time. Come on now," Sarah said, pulling harder on the chain to get Summer to hurry. The journey was short and went through Sarah's house to her garage. Summer couldn't see exactly where they were. All the curtains were drawn and it was pitch black outside. Sarah helped Summer get into the passenger seat and immediately set about attaching her feet to a carabiner on the floor.

"Now just buckle up," she said almost tenderly and secured Summer with the belt. Finally, she covered Summer with a woollen blanket so that no one who happened to look through the window could see the restraints or the strange suit on her legs. She took a few steps back and rubbed her chin as she examined her work.

"You know ... I don't think I'm quite confident about this yet ..." she mumbled, and Summer gave her a look that said "you serious?"

She opened the trunk of her car and what she retrieved made Summer groan. In her hands was a lifelike kigurumi mask with blonde hair, duct tape and earplugs.

"Sarah, come on, I can't go anywhere and ... mmmmpf!" Summer fell silent and rolled her eyes as Sarah pushed the ball gag back into her mouth.

"Yeah, but I don't want anyone to recognize you, you silly girl. You didn't want to go in the trunk."

Sarah then stuck sticky tape over Summer's ball gag and smoothed everything out so that the lower half of her face looked like a silver ninja mask. Next, she put the earplugs in Summer's ears.

"Just the mask now," Sarah said a little louder so Summer could hear her and slipped the kigurumi mask over Summer's head. She secured it with a small padlock and slammed the door shut. Summer couldn't see anything through the mask. Sarah probably didn't want her to see where they were going or where they were.

At least I can get some sleep now. Summer thought and closed her eyes. She barely noticed Sarah sit down next to her and start the car.

"Oh, I almost forgot. Here, so you don't get bored on the drive," said Sarah and suddenly Summer felt the two plugs inside her start to work at full speed. The vibration ran through her whole body and she cried out in surprise.

"Thought it would be a nice change from the chastity belt, didn't you? And don't worry, if you continue to be good, your stay with me will be like a vacation for you, hahahahaha," Sarah laughed over Summer's moans and drove out of the garage into the dark night.

 

 

Summer was in heaven and hell at the same time. In hell because she was hungry and just wanted to sleep, but the vibrators just wouldn't leave her alone. And in heaven because, after months, she could finally come as often as she wanted without Tea having to let her beg first. Cumming all she wanted was perhaps a poor way of putting it, as she had orgasm after orgasm whether she wanted to or not. The vibrators were deep in her crotch, pressing into just the right places. More than once, Summer's eyes rolled into the back of her head and the restraints and tight Darlex suit only intensified each orgasm. She didn't realize that Sarah had stopped at a fast food drive-through or that a police car was parked right next to them at a stoplight. It was only when Sarah stopped in front of an abandoned building that the plugs went out. Summer folded forward at the same moment until the seatbelt caught her.

"Well, let's get you inside quickly," Sarah said, releasing Summer from the seatbelt and mask. The passenger door opened and the air rushed over Summer's body, but her suit protected her from the winter cold. Sarah helped her get out and Summer looked faintly ahead. At first she couldn't see where they were, because it took everything she had to keep her shivering legs under control.

The old Leon City Hospital? Summer thought and blinked several times. She was struggling to process the information and didn't have time to do so as Sarah pulled gently but firmly on the chain. With every step she took, the chains rustled across the rough floor.

"Nah, what do you think of your new home, Summer? I've spared no expense or effort in setting up a room for you here," Sarah explained, switching on a flashlight and effortlessly opening one of the front doors.

"Mmmhhpfff," Summer groaned in response.

"Oh, that's right, you're still gagged!" said Sarah, slapping her forehead. In one swift movement, she pulled the tape off Summer's face, eliciting a sharp scream from her. Stunned, Summer stared at her captor.

"What, I intend to entertain myself. Besides, I can't eat all this on my own," she said, holding up two bags that smelled tempting. Water immediately shot into Summer's mouth and she quickly swallowed the saliva as she too was freed from the ball gag.

"Oh, someone's really hungry. Have you been a good girl?"

Summer was about to nod and say whatever Sarah wanted, but she paused and took a step back.

"Is... is this my last meal?" Summer asked.

"Summer, Summer, Summer. Do you really think I'm going to go to the trouble of feeding you if I shoot you afterwards? Well, I told you, I want to destroy your life and there's no point if you're dead. Come on now, before you freeze to death," Sarah said, shaking her head and pulling Summer behind her.

"Do you think a defunct hospital is the best place to destroy my life?" Summer asked as she tried to memorize where they were going.

"It's all part of the plan Summer. You don't have to worry your stupid little head about it," Sarah said, walking up one flight of stairs after another until she opened a set of double doors that led into a secluded part of the hospital. Summer immediately sensed that it was warmer here, almost comfortable, and she could see light at the end of the deserted corridor. But before they went that far, Sarah made a sharp right turn and opened a heavy metal door. She switched on the light and Summer blinked as she was led into a white tiled room with no windows. There was a mattress with a pillow and blanket in the corner and on its other side a sink and something that looked like a person could kneel on it with their legs apart. Summer could see metal connectors on it that matched those on her suit.

"So, here we are for now. That's your bed and that's your cleaning station. All you have to do is sit on it and the machine will do the rest," Sarah explained, freeing Summer from her handcuffs to remove her sweater. Summer stared transfixed at the machine until Sarah cuffed her hands again and connected them to her waist chain with a slightly longer chain so that she had a little more room to move.

"Wait ... how long am I supposed to stay here?" Summer asked hesitantly. Sarah put a bag of fast food on Summer's bed and looked at her in surprise.

"Here? Until the morning and I wake you up for your daily program. In the hospital? Until your life is destroyed," she said with a shrug.

"But how are you going to ..."

Only now did Summer realize what Sarah's plan was and Tea had only played into her hands by buying the Porsche. Her parents would be upset about the car anyway, but if she missed the exams, the deal with her parents would be off.

"Oooh there's some intelligence in that head of yours," Sarah said as Summer's expression darkened.

"As soon as I get out of here, you'll be arrested and I can explain everything. Your plan will never work!"

"Then you don't have to worry, do you? Just enjoy your stay in paradise and wait a few days. In any case, I wish you a good night and bon appétit," said Sarah with a smile, walking out of the room and closing the heavy metal door behind her. Summer heard a key being turned in the lock and she was locked in.

"She's insane ... how is this plan supposed to work?" Summer repeated, shaking her head in confusion. She lost her balance and fell sideways onto the mattress.

"I really should go to sleep," she mumbled, but sat up with difficulty and looked in the bag. Inside was a lukewarm hamburger, a bag of fries and lemonade.

"We must have spared all expense and effort," sighed Summer. But she licked her lips before reaching for the burger and lemonade.

 

 

In the morning, Sarah opened her eyes. There was a satisfied smile on her lips as she realized where she was. In the little palace she had built in the abandoned Leon City hospital. She had decorated one of the staff rooms with red sheets to hide the white walls and ceilings. Sarah's king-size bed stood behind red sheer fabric and was trimmed with warm cozy blankets and pillows. She bit her bottom lip and stood up hurriedly. She brushed aside her curtain and went to her computer. The screens showed live footage from a dozen cameras. Some showed her sleeping prisoner from different angles. Sarah sat down at the desk and watched Summer sleep while she thought about what they should start with. She thoughtfully picked up a microphone and twirled it a little in her hand until she pressed a button on the computer.

"Hey hey, rise and shine, sleepyhead," she said, giggling as Summer woke up and looked around in confusion until she remembered last night.

"So it wasn't a dream after all."

"Very true Summer. Once again I'm amazed by your sharp wit."

"Fuck off."

"Well, who's going to get so aggressive? After all, I could forget to give you breakfast, but that's the most important meal of the day, isn't it?"

Summer bit her lips to stop herself from shoving a line into Sarah's mouth and just nodded.

"Good girl. That's how I remember you. Calm and obedient. I'd ask you to use the cleanup station now. After that, I'll let you have breakfast and we'll get on with the day's program. I'm super excited to hear what you have to say! Aren't you excited too?"

Summer just nodded and stood up. She felt her stomach rebel again this morning for many reasons and forced herself to go to the cleaning station. Her ankle chains made it awkward for Summer to sit on the device, but she managed and the metal plate of her suit connected to the station with a click. Immediately the plugs inside Summer began to vibrate and the next moment she felt warm water being directed into her. Summer immediately began to moan and tried to escape the massive assault, but the plate seemed welded in place and she couldn't get up.

"Sarah! Cut the crap and give me a normaleeeee..." that was as far as Summer got as she orgasmed, still battered from yesterday, and lost her voice.

"Naaa sorry, you stay in the suit. It keeps you warm and you can't hurt yourself," Sarah said almost casually, "It also recharges the batteries in the suit. And that's it! See? It wasn't so bad after all. You're even smiling!"

Summer's smile disappeared instantly. It had been an incredible feeling that made her forget everything for a moment, but Sarah's comment brought her back to reality.

"I'm hungry. Where's my food?" asked Summer, scanning the ceiling for hidden cameras.

"Next to the door, silly. There's water on the left and your food on the right."

Summer looked at the door and saw two small metal tubes hanging at waist height. They had coin-sized openings and a drop of water sat on the left one.

"Am I a fucking hamster to you now?" Summer asked and she already suspected something bad when she looked at the right tube.

"That's all there is to it."

Summer blew out air.

"Summer, you need your strength and I know you like it," Sarah said in her best seductive voice.

"Shut up, shut up!" barked Summer, blushing and kneeling in front of the tubes. She enclosed the right one with her lips and began to suck. A thick, tasteless slurry immediately touched her tongue and Summer grimaced.

At least it's edible. Summer thought and continued sucking until she was full. Then she took a few more sips of water and finally her door opened.

"I take it you're not letting me out?" joked Summer and stood up.

"Go into the room opposite," Sarah ordered through the speakers without answering the question.

Summer rolled her eyes and left her cell. There were more doors to the left and right and some were certainly beckoning with freedom, but Summer doubted Sarah had left them open. Instead, she went into the room opposite as instructed. The door closed automatically behind her, but Summer barely noticed as she looked down at a huge vacuum bed lying on the floor in front of her. The latex sheet was stretched around a steel frame and there were chains at the head end that went up to the ceiling and disappeared there.

"A vacuum bed?" asked Summer, looking up at the supposed cameras, "I thought this was going to be a punishment? Looks like the opposite to me."

"Well then, get in there. You can take the chains off until you leave the room. The key is next to you in the little safe. Put it back in there when you're done."

"How very generous," Summer muttered and bent down to take the key out of the small safe. She unlocked her chains and handcuffs and put the key back. The safe closed and beeped.

Summer massaged her wrists out of habit, but it wasn't really necessary as the Darlex suit had protected her from the metal.

"Hop hop."

"It's okay," Summer muttered and climbed into the vacuum bed. The latex was a dark red color, but still translucent. It also felt thicker than usual. Summer knew that once the air was out of it, she wouldn't be able to free herself. At least she would be able to breathe well, as there were tubes for her nose and a gag with an air hole in the integrated mask. She pulled the zipper closed from the inside and could already feel that it was getting warm and damp between the layers of latex. Summer was excited. She had never been able to use a vacuum bed before, even though she always wanted to. But now under these circumstances?

"I'll turn the vacuum pump on in three, two, one..." Summer heard Sarah's voice and she quickly put on the mask and pushed the tubes and gag into position. Summer immediately heard a low roar as the pump began to work and deflate the bed. The zipper prevented any more air from flowing in and Summer felt the two layers of latex getting closer and closer and pressing in on her. She caught herself thinking about how it would feel without the suit and a shiver ran down the back of her neck. The latex squeaked as the layers touched and the next moment Summer was welded between them. She was betrayed by her feelings as her head turned red, but she couldn't help it. Despite the suit, it was an incredible feeling of closeness and security, perhaps that's why she felt so good. Without realizing it, Summer's brain commanded her to massage her breasts and crotch, but the latex wouldn't let go. Instead, her hands were pulled back to their original position and a frustrated moan escaped Summer's gag.

"You look stunning, Summer," Sarah said through the speakers, snapping a photo for her phone background. On the screen, Summer looked like she'd been dipped in cherry syrup and her shiny prison hid nothing of her captive form. Sarah was almost envious of Summer's adorable body and wanted to punish her for it and for enjoying the vacuum bed so much, but she had a plan and had to stick to it.

"Really a beautiful picture, but standing still is so boring, don't you think? How about a little more movement?" Sarah asked and activated the plugs in Summer. While the front one began to vibrate, the back one started to send light electric shocks into Summer, which made her flinch again and again. Summer immediately fought a losing battle against her attackers, straining against the latex out of pleasure and pain. With another switch, the chains began to pull the vacuum bed upwards and within seconds it was floating a hand's width from the floor, rocking back and forth. Summer herself no longer knew where she was. Everything was spinning and she was in heaven and hell, just like the night before. She hated herself for loving being tormented by Sarah. Summer wasn't even sure she could call it that. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head and she screamed out like a wild animal into her gag, reaching orgasm again, but the vibrator didn't stop. Her legs softened, but the latex continued to hold her firmly in place and upright.

"Very good Summer, a few more and you can go back to your cell," Sarah said and switched off the microphone. She set the vacuum bed so that it would release Summer in the evening and the vibrators would keep Summer occupied until she had crawled back into her cell.

"Have a good time. Hopefully you'll have a bit of sanity left until tonight," Sarah muttered to herself and lay back down on her bed. She picked up one of the books she had brought with her and began to read to the sound of Summer's groans.

 

 

It wasn't until evening that the chains lowered the vacuum bed back to the floor and air was blown into it to make it easier for Summer to get out. But she didn't move. Summer just lay there, staring blankly through the red latex. With difficulty, she managed to pull the mask off her face and free herself from the tubes.

"I feel like I've been knocked out," Summer mumbled and groaned as her jaw was still very stiff. She fumbled for the zipper and pulled it down piece by piece.

"So, how was the first day?" Sarah asked from her bed, not the least bit interested in Summer's condition. She had a glass of wine in her hand and continued to read her book. She didn't get an answer, however, and looked up just as Summer left the vacuum bed, or rather crawled out. Summer was lying on the floor, breathing heavily, while Sarah watched impatiently, drumming on her book.

"Summer, if you don't want to be punished, you should go back to your cell."

"Fuck ... you ..."

"Yeeeeah. There's Summer again, who deserves it no other way," Sarah sighed, going to the computer and activating the electric shocks again, stronger this time.

"AUU FUCK! Sarah, let me AUUUU for a moment!" screamed Summer, hastily standing on her hands and wobbly knees. She crawled to the door, spurred on by the electric shocks to her ass. Sarah almost expected Summer to trail behind her like a snail, but the suit seemed to prevent that.

"Don't forget the chains," Sarah reminded her and only got a groan in response. That was enough for her though and turned off the punishment for now. Summer put the handcuffs and chains on herself and crawled on as Sarah opened the door from a distance. Summer no longer had the strength to look around and simply crawled further into her cell. She already wanted to go on to her bed, but stopped at the tubes and started sucking.

"See you tomorrow, my dearest hamster," Sarah warbled into the microphone and switched it off again. She almost expected Summer to give her the middle finger, but she was too focused on her food. Summer washed the porridge down with the water and dragged herself onto her bed. She collapsed onto it and curled up under her covers.

"Bloody hell, is it like this every day now?" Summer whispered, her hands clawing at her blanket. She had to get out of here, but something inside her didn't want to go back into the chastity belt either.

 

Day 2

Summer slept soundly until Sarah shouted into her microphone, "Happy December 31st, Summer!"

All at once, Summer's eyes widened and she fell off the mattress in shock.

"Oh, I'm sorry, did I wake you?" Sarah asked innocently, but with a big grin, from behind the screen.

"No," Summer lied curtly and crawled back onto her mattress. The exhaustion from yesterday was still deep in her bones and she didn't know if she could even walk.

"Good, then hopefully you're ready for day two. And don't worry, this time you can do a bit more!"

"Yaaayyyy," Summer muttered sarcastically and curled up in her blanket.

"But you'll have to get out of bed."

But Summer didn't move.

"Then I guess it's electric shocks for you again. And if you don't want to recharge the batteries, then I'd like to remind you that I also simply stop giving you food, not to mention the mess in your suit."

Summer lay still for a moment with Sarah's finger hovering over the punishment button until she rolled out of her bed and headed for her toilet.

"Good girl," Sarah praised her captive and left her desk to get everything ready for today.

Summer entered the room an hour later for today's program. In front of her was a foil wrapping machine and her mouth dropped open.

How can it be that she has all the things I want? Summer asked herself and freed herself from her chains with the key at the ready.

"Hey hey. I hope you're ready for today, because it could be a very important day for you. Do you see the ball on the packaging machine?" asked Sarah and Summer looked down at a red rubber ball. It was lying in the middle of the machine's platform and looked like bait on a deadly trap.

"What, am I supposed to pick up the ball and then act surprised when the machine suddenly starts?" asked Summer, but walked towards the ball and picked it up. She knew where today was heading anyway. She, wrapped up like a worm and probably mentally and physically destroyed by hundreds of orgasms.

"No, you silly girl. This ball is going in your mouth. It will serve as your gag and I want you to take it as far away from here as possible and hide it somewhere in the hospital," Sarah explained, "After you're tied up, of course. I've also opened almost all the doors for you, so you can go wild."

Summer looked at the ball and shook it gently. It would fit in her mouth without a problem, but it felt like it still had something hard inside it. And that scared her.

"What's in there?"

"You don't have to worry about that, honestly. It's only important for tomorrow. So come on, the more time you waste, the less time you'll have to hide it! And you still have to come back. Otherwise I'll have to come back for you, and believe me, you'd rather not."

Summer's lips were as thin as a hair and she alternated between looking at the ball and the machine.

"You're still wasting time, dear Summer."

"Never mind!" hissed Summer, popping the ball into her mouth and standing on the platform. To the left and right of Summer's shoulders were rolls of red packing film and she pulled some off. She tucked it under her arms and waited for the machine to turn on. It didn't take long for it to start and the arms began to rotate. Slowly at first, but speeding up, the machine laid layer after layer over Summer's upper body and slowly turned downwards. Her arms were pinned firmly to her side and the foils turned her body into a smooth red surface. Her legs were also pressed firmly against each other and within seconds they were fused together. The machine didn't stop, however, when the bright red foil was replaced by a darker one. Summer looked around the room in confusion, as if to ask Sarah what it was.

"Oh, it's just a sticky wrap so you don't get free without me wanting you to," Sarah explained cheerfully about her brilliance, "Well then, good luck! And remember, the further you get and hide the ball, the better! See you tonight!"

The sticky wrap ended as it reached Summer's shoulders. The machine spun for a while longer before coming to a halt. Summer herself was now trapped in a dark red cocoon and had gagged herself with a rubber ball. Not knowing how much time she really had now, Summer simply dropped to the floor and suppressed the pain. Despite the layers around her body, she felt she could still move quite well and in fact she managed to move like a worm. She lifted her bottom and pressed her feet forward towards the door. It was now open again and she pushed herself into the corridor. Summer guessed that she probably shouldn't hide the ball with Sarah and looked in the other direction. From her position, the corridor seemed much longer than usual and she swallowed hard.

"Tick tock, tick tock," came Sarah's voice from the speakers. Summer growled annoyed into the rubber ball and began her arduous journey through the abandoned hospital.

 

 

The old Leon City Hospital had been empty for years and the ravages of time had not been kind to it. The air outside Sarah's realm was cold and dusty. The windows were usually boarded up and let in very little light. Summer crawled past broken windows, files lying around and graffiti that people had left behind. She doubted anyone would have ever thought of a girl being forced to crawl through the old corridors just to hide a ball.

At least the suit keeps me warm. But my feet are cold. Maybe I should find a quick hiding place and get back ... but why should I hide the ball anyway? Summer thought hard and rolled onto her back. The foil was still as pristine as before, although it had been rubbed across the floor for who knows how long. Summer looked at the shards and wondered if she could use them to cut herself free, but quickly dismissed the idea. She couldn't guarantee that she wouldn't cut herself with it. Was it even worth the risk if Sarah released her in the next few days anyway? Her thoughts went back to the ball in her mouth.

Was Sarah going to look for the ball? And then what? Will I be punished if she finds it? So I should find a really good hiding place!

Summer nodded and rolled back onto her stomach.

Come on Summer! This is your day to show that witch!

 

 

There was barely any light coming through the boards after Summer had hidden the ball and was trying to find her way back into the warmth. Her feet now felt freezing cold, but the rest of her body was warm under the suit and the thick layer of foil.

"Have I been here before?" Summer asked aloud, licking her lips. The graffiti looked familiar, but she wasn't sure. Of course, it had been daubed over the wing name, so she didn't know where it was. Summer rolled her eyes and crawled over to an overturned desk to lean against it. Sure enough, she managed to push herself up against it and seconds later she was sitting leaning against the desk in the hallway. She could see the moon through a gap in the boards. It seemed to be laughing at her as he was free and disappeared behind the boards. She was trapped behind them in turn. Summer watched him for a while longer until he had actually disappeared and looked up when she noticed movement beside her.

"Summer, Summer, Summer. I told you to come back! Look at you, you're half-frozen!" Sarah said theatrically, pointing at Summer's toes. Summer stretched out her legs to take a look at them, but they were fine.

"What are you babbling about?" asked Summer, but she was ignored.

"Wait here, I'll be right back. We really need to get you warmed up again!" said Sarah and disappeared behind the corner again. Summer didn't care. She was supposed to be spending New Year's Eve with her friends. But here she was. At the mercy of this madwoman. Summer closed her eyes and listened. She heard the wind and, in the distance, Sarah pushing something across the floor.

Probably a stretcher or something. Summer thought, but suddenly she frowned. There was something else and it was coming from outside.

Voices!

Summer immediately opened her eyes and looked towards the window. She could see lights flickering past and she could definitely hear voices. All caution was forgotten and she hastily straightened up at her desk. She groaned from the sudden strain but ignored the pain and hopped over to the window and sure enough, through the gap she could see people lighting up the hospital with flashlights.

"YEAH, you guys, you hear me! HEY!" Summer shouted through the gap and sure enough, the people paused for a moment and whispered among themselves until their flashlights scanned the building again.

"I've been kidnapped! MMH! MMHHHHHH!" screamed Summer as Sarah suddenly stood behind her and pressed her hand over Summer's mouth. A shard of glass pressed against Summer's neck and she instantly fell silent.

"'Shut up or do you want your vacation to come to an abrupt end'," Sarah hissed and Summer shook her head.

"That's what I thought. Come on now!" said Sarah, pulling Summer back into the hallway and sitting her down on a hospital bed. She then went back and took a look through the gap.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're outrageously lucky? Apparently you scared them off," Sarah muttered and Summer's heart sank into her pants, "if they'd come in...well, better not burden your stupid little head with it."

Sarah patted Summer's cheeks a little harder than necessary and went to Summer's feet. She pulled something black out from under the cot and Summer recognized, despite the darkness, that it was a Darlex sleeping bag.

"Feet up!" Sarah ordered gruffly and Summer did as she was told, "Might be a bit tighter because of the foil, but I think this sleeping bag will warm you up in no time."

She pulled it over Summer's legs and up over her hips. It was actually far too tight for Summer, but Sarah didn't let that bother her and pressed her victim deeper and deeper into the sleeping bag.

"Sarah, it's too tight!" said Summer, but she quickly pursed her lips when she saw the insane look on Sarah's face.

"Then it's perfect, isn't it? Maybe I should add a few more layers of foil? What do you think?"

Summer fell silent and Sarah nodded.

"Could be a bit much, couldn't it? So shut up now and let me work!" said Sarah, turning Summer over onto her stomach roughly. She forcibly pulled the zipper closed and turned Summer back over. She then used straps hanging from the bed to further secure Summer. Starting at her feet and working up to her forehead, so that Summer could only stubbornly look up at the ceiling.

"There!" Sarah announced out of breath when she had finished. She had placed her hands on her hips and was looking sternly down at Summer.

"Although you've just made quite a slip-up, I forgive you for your stupidity in thinking you'll get out of here early. After all, it's New Year's Eve and friends should celebrate together, right?" Sarah asked and when Summer didn't answer, she pinched Summer's cheek, "Right?"

"Ow! Yeah, right!" said Summer hurriedly and Sarah nodded in satisfaction.

"Come on then, it's almost time to toast," Sarah said, pushing the chaise back into her realm. Summer almost expected Sarah to throw her back into her cell, but she had other plans. Sarah pushed the cot further into her room, right in front of a large window overlooking the city. In the distance, individual rockets could already be seen rising, briefly lighting up the night sky.

"The best places in town!" said Sarah and sat down in an armchair to watch the spectacle and count down the minutes until the New Year. Summer, however, could only stare at the fabric-covered ceiling.

"Um Sarah?"

"Quiet!" Sarah said gruffly, glancing at the clock.

"I can't see anything ..."

"HAPPY NEW YEAR!" Sahra shouted and at the same moment, rockets rose into the sky from Leon City and greeted the new year with a bang. Summer remained silent. She would actually be celebrating with her friends now, probably in Ava's garden. Even Caitlyn had taken the day off work so that they could all be together. She closed her eyes and tried to swallow down the lump in her throat. At the same time, a lone tear rolled down her cheek.

 

Day 3

"Happy New Year, Summer," Sarah whispered into her microphone and a cold shiver ran down Summer's spine, "I heard you're writing a meaningful exam tomorrow first thing in the morning, have you practiced properly for it?"

Summer didn't respond to her captor's teasing and pretended to go back to sleep. She expected her bottom to get an electric shock, but Sarah kept talking: "How about you earn your freedom? I mean, after all, today is a beautiful first day of January and so you could still be on time for your test. I'd even turn myself in if you win."

This time Summer listened up and rolled over on her mattress until she looked into the room.

"You would never do that."

"Yes I would, I swear on my life!" said Sarah in a honeyed voice, "All you have to do is retrieve the ball and use it to find the right exit. It will automatically open the south emergency exit door that leads to freedom."

"You're lying."

"You think so? But what other choice do you have? This is today's program and if you escape ... well, all the better for you, right? I could just press the electric shock button and see if you're fried to a crispy brown tonight."

" All right! What... what do I have to do?" Summer asked, getting out of bed with her arms and legs bound again and heading for the cleaning station.

 

 

The rules were simple. Find the ball and escape before Sarah finds you. Summer thought over and over again. But Sarah hadn't told her that she had to wear a bitchsuit. Tied up so that she could only run on her knees and elbows, it was definitely faster than her worm adventure yesterday, but nowhere near as fast as Sarah on foot.

"Summer? Where are you?" shouted Sarah viciously as she passed Summer, who was hiding behind rubble and peering out anxiously. Summer had the feeling that Sarah had finally lost her mind and was giving her best interpretation of a serial killer. Cautiously, she crawled out and looked after her for a moment while Sarah laughed coldly.

"You can't hide forever! Come out and your punishment won't be too bad either!"

"She's crazy!" whispered Summer, scrambling in the other direction. She wished she had a bit more practice running like this, but at least she wasn't completely unfamiliar with a bitchsuit. The leather pockets protected Summer's body from the shards and thankfully gave her a quiet demeanor so Sarah could barely hear her.

"Where did I hide you?" Summer thought feverishly, trying to retrace her steps, but if she didn't know better, she would have said that the walls of the hospital had shifted. She had already had problems finding her way back yesterday and now she had to find the ball again? Well, thank you very much. Suddenly she heard footsteps approaching again and Summer looked around hastily before scrambling forward and hiding in a patient's room. She slithered behind the bed and peered through the metal bars towards the door.

"Didn't I just hear you?" asked Sarah, still in her mischievous voice, walking towards the room Summer was stuck in.

'Come on, go away, don't come in here! Summer prayed, but Sarah stepped through the door and looked around.

"Mmmmh, is anyone here?" asked Sarah, licking her lips, "Suuummmmeeerr."

Sarah's hands appeared in Summer's field of vision as she grabbed the bed to pull it aside, but suddenly they heard a bang in the hallway.

"Oh, someone's been clumsy!" Sarah shouted and ran out of the room laughing. Summer's face was white as a sheet and her limbs were trembling with fear.

That was close ... too close.

Quieter than before, Summer slipped out of the room and finally saw something that looked familiar and scrambled down a corridor into a storeroom. That was where she had hidden the ball among old files the day before.

"Yes! Now get out of here as quickly as possible!" whispered Summer, biting into the ball. She turned around and suddenly felt sick. They were on one of the upper floors, which meant she had to take the stairs to get down in her condition.

One problem at a time. Summer thought and carefully looked out of the room, there was no sign of Sarah and there was a stairwell directly opposite her. Summer could hardly believe her luck and hurried inside. She could see a large seven on the wall next to her and she gulped when she saw the steps. Summer knew immediately that she had no chance of taking the steps head first and instead turned around to slide down the stairs butt first.

"Summer, dear, where did you go so fast?" asked Sarah just a few steps away from the stairwell and Sumer stood rooted to the spot.

"Summer? Are you in the storeroom ... Nope. Mmh, where could she be?" Sarah asked, laughing as she continued to search.

 

 

It had taken hours for Summer to reach the first floor and she was breathing heavily past the rubber ball when she was finally able to crawl properly again.

Now just to find the exit ... where was South again? Summer pondered and cautiously crawled out of the stairwell. The coast seemed clear and she couldn't believe her luck when she saw a map of the hospital on a large blackboard and the south door was very close to her. Summer scrambled around the corner and there it was. Only a long corridor separated Summer from her freedom and she ran. She heard the rubber ball start to beep and at the same moment the escape door opened. Despite the tears in her eyes, Summer could see the blue sky and parts of Leon City. She dropped the ball and scrambled as fast as she could towards the exit. She could already feel the cool breeze on her cheeks and started to cheer when she suddenly stepped on a thin wire that ran just above the ground.

"No," Summer whispered as she noticed it and a split second later was violently yanked upwards by a net.

"No... NO NO NO!" screamed Summer, tears rolling down her face, "Sarah, you're cheating, that wasn't part of the game!"

"Me? Cheating? Summer dear, do you really think we're playing the same game here? I've already found you half a dozen times. I let you play, you stupid bitch," Sarah laughed coldly as she turned the corner and found the cursing Summer in the net.

"Let me go, you madwoman! I've won!" Summer screamed at her, not wanting to believe what Sarah was saying.

"That's not very polite, Summer. But I'll certainly let you go. Just not today," said Sarah and took Summer down before locking her prisoner back in her cell. She had set up a separate cage in which she threw Summer and fitted her with a lock.

"If you get out of there, I might give you revenge," laughed Sarah, slamming the cell door behind her. Summer struggled against the tightly woven net, but she couldn't even get out of it.

"I HATE YOU!" Summer screamed and collapsed on the floor of the cage. She just wanted to get out of here, to her friends, even her parents were a better option than staying here any longer. But Summer had no other choice and had to wait. More waiting ...

 

Day 4

Summer was still lying on the floor of the cage. Sarah had released her from the net the night before so that she could eat and drink, but when Summer had tried to bite her, she was locked in the cage for the night. Summer hadn't moved much since then. The cage was too small anyway.

"Oh, someone's already awake! Good morning Summer!" came Sarah's familiar voice from the speakers when she saw that Summer was already awake and looking blankly at the opposite wall.

"Today is your big day! You're missing your test! Isn't it nice of me to keep you here so you don't have to write it?" asked Sarah.

"Yes," Summer said curtly, she didn't like being shocked and she had a feeling Sarah's finger was circling that button right now.

"You don't sound very enthusiastic."

"I...," Summer fell silent as she struggled for words, but they wouldn't cross her lips.

"You?"

"Sarah ... can you ... can you come into my cell?" Summer asked and Sarah put the microphone aside in surprise and leaned back. After a moment's thought, she picked it up again and said: "Why?"

"I ... need to tell you something and I can only do that if you're here."

"Mmmh."

Sarah rose from her chair and walked to Summer's cell. She hesitated just a moment before shaking her head and entering the cell. Summer was surprised to see her and scrambled to her feet. Her knees were on the floor of the cage and she pushed against the bars with her arms to be as close to Sarah as possible. She bent down to Summer.

"What do you want to tell me, Summer?" she asked gently, but with her mischievous smile on her lips.

"I'm... I'm sorry," Summer whispered barely audibly.

"What? You need to speak up a little, darling," Sarah said with a smile.

"I'm sorry ... for everything I've done to you. I should never have told on you and it was wrong of me ... all of it."

"Well, finally," Sarah said, her smile disappearing, "You've finally gotten to the level I wanted you to be at all along. I'm proud of you, Summer."

She patted Summer's pink and tousled hair and stood up to open the cage.

"Clean yourself up," Sarah ordered, unfastening the arm pockets from the bitchsuit and walking out of the cell.

 

 

When she returned, she had a Darlex straitjacket in her arms, a mask made of the same material and a rucksack.

"Put this on," Sarah said, throwing the jacket at her.

"Program of the day 4?" asked Summer in a trembling voice.

"Shut up and put the jacket on. I'm letting you go today."

Summer stared at her dumbfounded, but quickly caught herself and put the jacket on. Sarah fastened the tight straitjacket behind her and slipped Summer's backpack on. She crossed Summer's arms in front of her chest and fastened the buckles on them behind her back so that the rucksack covered them. Finally, Sarah pulled the mask over her, blinding her. There were only holes for her nose in the mask and a gag ensured that no intelligible words could pass Summer's lips.

"Come on," Sarah said curtly, pulling Summer through the hospital by her jacket and helping her down the stairs until they were outside in the fresh air. Sarah opened the trunk of her car and pushed Summer into it unceremoniously. She closed the hatch and sat in her car, where she pulled out her cell phone and punched in a number. Glancing back at the hospital, she started to smile and drove off towards the city.

"Perfect."

 

 

Summer didn't know what Sarah's plan was. Was she going to let Summer go or not? She got the answer half an hour later when Sarah's car stopped and she pulled Summer out of the trunk.

"Mmppfff?",

"We're in Leon City. Come on, before your toes freeze again. You're free," Sarah said boredly and slapped Summer's butt hard. Surprised, Summer jumped into the air and walked blindly and cautiously straight ahead.

Is she serious? Summer asked herself, confused, but she heard the familiar noise of Leon City. She was near a street but wasn't eager to cross it blindly. Summer bumped into the wall of a building and slid her shoulder against it, getting closer safely to helping people.

"What the? Girl, this isn't the place to do that! Aren't you ashamed of yourself? Outrageous!" a woman shouted at Summer, but before Summer could plead for help, she was already up and away. Now Summer also heard whispering from other passers-by and the shrill screeching of tires as they braked abruptly to watch Summer closely.

"Is that a street performer, Dad?"

"Darel, if you look at that bitch again, I'm breaking up with you!"

"Ha, look at that pervert's boobs!"

Neither of them seemed remotely interested in helping Summer and her gag prevented any communication on her part. But suddenly she heard sirens and a weight fell from her heart.

"Stand back! Make way!" a policewoman barked at the passers-by and Summer's eyes widened.

I've been saved! That's Caitlyn! It flashed through Summer's mind and she ran to the voice.

"Oh Shit!" Caitlyn shouted and suddenly Summer lost her footing as Caitlyn knocked her over.

"Stay down!" she ordered Summer and she nodded, but shouted into her gag.

"MMMHFP! Mmh Pffff!"

"Hold on," Caitlyn said hesitantly as she recognized the moan and pulled Summer's mask off. She drew in a hissing breath as she recognized her friend and quickly got up and helped Summer stand.

"Caitlyn I'm so glad to see you! You don't know what I've been through the last few days..." Summer fell silent when she saw Caitlyn's serious face and her trembling hands.

"What is it?" Summer asked nervously.

"Yeah right, so what is it Officer Taylor?" a police officer behind Caitlyn asked, watching Caitlyn and Summer with a raised eyebrow.

"Um..." Caitlyn stammered but shook her head, "Miss, I'm afraid I'm going to have to arrest you."

"Please what?" Summer asked in disbelief, barely listening as Caitlyn explained her rights.

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