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The Disappearance of Ella Bloom · Part 2

The Disappearance of Ella Bloom · Part 2 (2/6)
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The man holding her leash takes this as a sign of submission and pulls her along into a private room. The voices disappear when a door is closed. Unknown to her she’s been led through the lobby, down a short hallway and into a playroom.

At least 15 people saw her and she has no idea of most of them even being there.

In the private rooms people can actually play with their cat girl. Some men just like to cuddle and stroke their chosen pet. Others like to play a game and have them fetch a ball and similar things like that. As if the women are actual pets.

But more and more the clientele just wants to fuck a girl dressed up like a cat. Since the pet girls can’t talk or resist, this also draws the more perverted and sometimes mean spirited kind of customer.

More or less in the middle of the room she’s made to stop and nervously listens to the sounds around her.

A zip is heard. Rustling of clothes perhaps. Some things are put on a table. The jingle of a keyring and a clunk of something like a phone?

Then it’s quiet.

Ella squeals and flinches when a hand touches her back. ‘What's happening now?’ she thinks nervously. ‘Why is someone touching me? Where am I?’

Suddenly her head is pulled down until it’s almost touching the floor. She can’t pull back. Her leash must’ve been tied to something, or Ella assumes it’s a leash. She honestly doesn’t know the extent of her restraints.

For the first time she sees something move in front of her and tries to move away from it. The eye holes are so small, she can’t really recognize anything if it moves too fast.

She lets out a squeal when a hand squeezes her firm C-cup breasts and she finally realizes she’s actually naked and not wearing some skinsuit like she assumed.

Then there is a smack on her behind which causes her to release tension and a penis pokes at her anus. Slowly pushing in.

"Nooo," she screams, "Noooo! Stop it, help! Not my butt!" She screams her lungs out of her body trying to make it stop. But all it does is create a whiny mewling sound. Swallowing for more air her body convulses once more when her gag gets in the way.

Whoever is behind her grins from ear to ear seeing her body shudder and choke. Thinking she’s putting on a great show.

He couldn’t be more wrong.

Ella is an anal virgin. And her being a decent girl she does not want that to change, ever!

The man doesn't know any better than that Ella has a surprise reaction and pushes the tip of his cock into her. Ella scoots forward in horror but her short leash prevents her from going anywhere. She screams again when the penis starts to roughly thrust into her.

Her assailant pounds into her for a while before shooting his load deep inside of her burning ass. Leaning into her for a few seconds he pulls out and gets dressed before walking away. Cum slowly dribbles out of her ass.

Ella falls sideways from her kneeling position and feels devastated. Did this really just happen? Her butt feels like it's torn in half. Has she just been raped? Is this what that feels like? Or is all of this a terrible dream after-all? She can't make up her mind and feels miserable through and through, wondering why she won't wake up. "Arrgghh" Ella screams into her gag. She feels a wet sensation on her butt, something cold briefly probes her butt and her back is wiped down.

‘Did someone just clean me up?’ Ella struggles in her bonds again and screams with all her might but all she gets is a pat on the head before she’s led back to her carrier.

When the door clicks shut she drops on the floor and quietly cries. Unable to comprehend what’s happening to her or how she got here.

Nothing happens for a while, and Ella stares passively into the tiny specks of light. She had figured out that if she focuses she can see things. She explored her dog carrier again. Seeing it’s basically a plastic crate with a barred door on one side.

To her left she thinks there is another one of such things. And every now and then people come really close and a crawling person is led away, indicating there are at least 3 more girls around her.

With her newfound eyesight she inspects her hands and thinks they’re in some kind of mitten resembling a cat paw. But she’s not sure.

Her fingers sure hurt in it though…

She can’t see her feet, she doesn’t understand what kind of shoe she’s wearing that won’t let her stand.

For the last hour she has been in the back of the dog carrier and tries to be as far away from the door as possible while contemplating her situation.

‘What the fucking fuck is going on?’ Ella leans into her corner pitying herself.

‘What the fuck? Why is this happening?’ She screams and yells again to be let out but stops abruptly as she sees someone squat in front of her cage. A man blocks her view as he looks at her info sheet. After a few seconds she hears him laugh.

The man shifts to the left and his face comes into her sight. Ella freezes in shock.

‘Isn't that my creep neighbor?’

His face is gone a few seconds later and the door is opened. Ella can't see what's happening anymore but he looked a lot like her neighbor. And why did he laugh?

“Here kitty kitty… Time to play.” He sounds like he talks to an actual cat.

Ella doesn’t move and looks fearful at the shins in front of her.

“Come out Ella…” The man says more demandingly.

‘How does he know my name?’ Ella wonders.

When she doesn’t come out he squats down again and grabs for her leash and pulls her forward. When her head is near his, he whispers, "Hey neighbor…” He sounds very pleased. "I've always wondered what fucking you would be like. Imagine my surprise…"

Ella is mortified. ‘It IS her neighbor! What is this place? Why is he here?’

Her thoughts are interrupted when he tugs on her leash. He caresses her cat head, followed by a touch on her breasts. "Mmmm, you’re so soft…" he whispers. “When you get home I’ll make you mine, you’ll be my slutty little cat from now on.”

The hand disappears and suddenly Ella is roughly pulled forward, out of the carrier.

“No, no no. I don’t want!” Ella mewls through her gag.

Her neighbor just laughs at her distress.

Ella resists with all her might but she’s no match for his strength. She can’t get a hold on the door post nor can she claw her way back away from her neighbor.

He roughly pulls her along and all the while Ella kicks and screams until her butt explodes into pain. She shrieks as a hard smack on her ass shakes her to her core. "Behave kitty!" She hears several people snigger around her. And her behind is hit several more times.

"Are you sure she wants this?" someone asks.

"It's not like she has a choice right?" her neighbor answers.

"Maybe not, but you should make sure… She obviously doesn't want to come along," a 3rd voice adds.

Ella mewls in agreement.

"Once they're dressed up they lose their ability to choose," her neighbor harshly states. And he yanks on her leash to make her come along.

"Don't be an ass!" someone calls after him.

Ella is dragged into a quiet play room. Unwilling to participate her neighbor has to manhandle her over a surface at hip height and her leash is tied off somewhere. Ella pulls on it and wants out but she's stuck yet again. Questions zip through her confused mind, ‘How long will I be here? Why is this happening to me? How did I even get here? Where is here?’

Her thoughts are rudely interrupted when she feels a finger enter her pussy and Ella involuntarily moans and squeezes on the finger. "Ohh yes, you like that don't you, you little slut?" Her creepy neighbor whispers in an excited voice.

"Nooooooo!" Ella meows.

He fingers her pussy for a little while and adds a 2nd finger. Again pumps in and out for a while and then adds a 3rd finger. This causes Ella to moan uncontrollable, her body betrays her with the unwanted pleasures she’s getting.

The neighbor feels her wetness and forces a 4th finger in. "Mmmmyeah take it…" he moans softly at her butt. He slowly pumps his fingers in and out while rubbing her clit with his thumb. He then makes a pointy shape with his fingers and pushes his hand at her opening.

Ella got so horny that she can't help but moan and participates unwillingly, she hates herself for enjoying what is essentially rape. Suddenly something big is pushing into her and she clenches up, wondering what he's doing now.

Her neighbor thoroughly enjoys the tightness of his cute neighbor and slowly forces his hand into her pussy. Slowly pushing the widest part in and rotating his hand inside Ella.

Ella screams into her gag and paws behind her trying to push him away but he's well out of reach. She never felt this violated before. It hurts, too. ‘God fucking dammit how did I end up in this?!’ she thinks once again and thrashes in her bonds.

Her neighbor sits still with his hand in her pussy for a few seconds. He then wiggles his fingers and makes a fist. At the same time he flicks her clitoris with his other hand. Ella moans and groans and damn near cums on his hand from the intense sensation. Despite her discomfort she can’t resist her horniness from controlling her body.

After some teasing he finally pulls his hand out.

She hears a rustling sound followed by a zip and the hand is replaced by a penis. He thrusts into her for a few minutes, and cums inside her.

Ella freezes as she feels his semen fill her up and suddenly explodes in her own orgasm. She shudders and whimpers uncontrollably.

This motivates her neighbor for another round and from the wall he selects a simple whip and gives her vagina a firm whack. The little paddle on the end lands on her clitoris with a wet splat.

Ella screams and cries to be let out. The neighbor thinks she’s overreacting and gives her a few more whacks with the whip across her butt cheeks, leaving red marks. He then probes her anus with a finger but decides he doesn’t care for it.

For a moment nothing happens but then there is a whisper near her ear, “You’re lucky, time's up already. But I’ll be back for you every day from now on Ella. And I promise that when you get home I’ll make you my bitch. I’ve always wanted a pet cat like you. And you can live out your deepest darkest fantasies with me. Not like you have any choice…”

He lets the words linger between them as he gets dressed. As a parting gift he pushes a medium buttplug in her rear.

Ella kicks and screams and tugs on her leash, trying to get loose.

She doesn’t notice her neighbor laughing at her. Nor does she notice him leaving. She chokes and convulses and struggles with all her might but it’s hopeless.

Her neighbor is off looking for a staff member to reserve Ella as his preferred girl and to upgrade his play time so he can use her for longer at a time.

A few minutes later a handler comes to get Ella to put her back in her carrier. He finds her screaming and whining and she won't stop thrashing and seems to be in genuine distress. He sees no sign of her being hurt and doesn't get what's going on.

Maybe a panic attack.

"Hello Ella!?" The handler checks her name tag and inquires with a worried voice.

Stopping her wailing for a moment she twists and turns her head to where the voice had come from.

"Ella…" The voice comes from the right. "Nod if you hear me."

Ella freezes for a second and then nods.

"Are you in distress?"

Ella nods furiously, wailing into her gag.

"Be quiet! Are you hurt?"

She nods with a whine.

"Do you need medical attention?"

She nods furiously again.

"Stay put, I’ll see what I can do!" The voice commands her.

Ella feels small and objectified by how the man talks. She cries and whines, wanting to get out. Escape her neighbor, this place. Her handler cleans up around her, pulls the plug from her butt causing Ella to squeal.

"Better now?" The voice asks.

Ella wildly shakes her head no.

Suddenly her head is forced back and she feels a liquid being poured down her throat. Choking on the drink she quickly feels drowsy again and passes out moments later.

4 – Intervention When Ella wakes up an hour later the heavy feeling on her head is gone. She's no longer bent over the table. She can move her fingers. She can actually see something! She still feels terrible though. She feels a great shame or her orgasm and her vagina hurts from being fisted.

Sitting up in what appears to be a hospital bed in a white room she's relieved of getting out of her hell. But her happiness is short-lived. Her wrists are strapped down to the bed with medical restraints.

"What the fuck, now what?" Ella mutters, followed by "Hello!?! Anybody there?"

The door opens and a nurse walks in. "Hey, you're awake. We were worried for you. How do you feel?”

“Who are you? And what do you think? I feel like shit. Let me go, I want to go home!” Ella demands.

“I'll get your handler."

"My handler? No, let me out! Where am I? Why am I tied up? Where are my clothes?" Ella calls after the nurse. But she's ignored.

A little while later a man with a tablet comes in and looks with worry at her. "How are you feeling?"

"Stop asking fucking questions and let me go! Who are you?" Ella yells.

"Not yet, we have to determine your medical emergency first, we couldn’t find anything wrong with you. My name is Roger by the way."

"My emergency? Roger…" Ella pauses for dramatic effect. "… is that you treat me like an animal and raped me twice!" Ella is furious and is done being a victim. "Now let me out! I need to go to the police! My neighbor raped and threatened me…" She kicks at her bedsheets and struggles to get loose.

Roger looks pitiful at her thinking she’s lost her mind, and after letting her rage for a few moments he commands her to shut up and listen.

Ella stares at the man. "What? Listen to a bunch of creepy rapists? I'll get the cops!"

"No you won't," Roger assures her. "You're here, in this situation, by your own choice."

Her mouth drops open. "Why would I be here willingly?" Tears running down her cheek.

"Do you know who you are?" He asks.

"I'm Ella." She says through her tears.

"Last name?"

"Bloom…"

He taps on his tablet and reads for a moment, "Oh yes, the new cat girl."

Ella whimpers, "Yes…"

"Then there is no mistake. You signed a 2 week contract with us to be a pet girl."

"A pet? What are you talking about!? I came here for a phone support job. For financial software or something…" Ella remembers. "Not to get raped! Let me goooo!"

Roger hesitates for a moment but then shows her the tablet, "Look here. Read! Is this not your profile? You wrote this!"

Ella stares at her picture that John found on her Twitter account and reads the information that he made up, which basically states that she's excited to get fucked.

"What’s this? I never wrote that! Why would I want anal sex? And I hate purple as a color!" She exclaims.

Seeing Ella's conviction the man looks puzzled now. A feeling of a terrible mistake being made creeps into his mind.

"But? Why did you sign the contract then…"

"Joe recruited me for a customer service job. Helping customers on the phone in his office. That's all I know." Ella stutters.

"Who’s Joe? And that's not what we do here missy. Besides, you signed your contract which states what you'd be doing. Pages 3 through 6." Roger knows, “As you well know, we're a premium services company for men with, eh, kinky desires.”

"What?" Ella looks startled.

The man sighs. "Escort service, prostitutes. You signed up for pet play…“ "I… I, No! I… Joe said to come here. Honest!" Ella struggles with her words. "Where is John? Or Joe? Can I talk to Joe? He knows everything."

"Fuck! Wait here." Her handler says under his breath. And walks out.

"Hey!" Ella yells after him. "Let me out! Hellooooo!?"

She's ignored.

A little while later the nurse visits Ella and helps her drink a glass of juice.

Ella asks once again. "When will I be free?"

The nurse looks at her, "I don’t know. When the doctor releases you."

"What doctor? Where is he? I just want to go home. Let me gohoo please…"

The nurse looks at her. "Why? What’s wrong with this place?"

"Where am I?" Ella asks.

The nurse frowns, "You don't know? You're in the private clinic of VelvetCat. "

"Velvet Cat? What's that? Where is that?" Ella says, puzzled realizing she doesn't even know the name of the company that supposedly hired her.

"VelvetCat, one word. We’re a special services company.”

"Special services?!" Ella scoffs, "Rapists are what they are."

The nurse blinks. "Come now, we’re an escort service. But all pets and women working here are here willingly."

"Well, not me! I'm here against my will! Now let me go!" Ella demands.

"You're not going anywhere!" A commanding voice sounds from the door.

Roger returns with his tablet, waving the nurse away.

"You signed a contract! Don’t forget!"

"Noooooo, a misunderstanding. I'm supposed to help people on the phone." Ella whines.

"That's not what the contract you signed says, but I'll give you two options," Roger offers.

Ella stares at him with big hopeful eyes.

"One! You can go back into our play area and be a cat as per your contract. With the correct profile this time. Seeing it’s your first time you can wear a less restrictive mask if you prefer.”

Ella stares at him with disbelief.

He continues, “Plus, to make sure it’s all above board you’ll sign a waiver accepting everything that happened to you.”

“But…” Ella starts, but she’s interrupted.

“Or two, you can be transferred to Boss and work for him, I think. Those are the options. Plain and simple."

"But…" Ella sniffles again.

"Yes what?!" Roger exclaims. "You've been asked several times if you wanted to proceed and every time you said you knew what you're doing."

"For an office job yes… not to be a cat and get raped! They tricked me!" Ella cries out. "Don't you hear me? Why won't you listen!?"

Roger simply looks down on her. Trying to uphold his harsh demeanor but inwards he feels bad for poor Ella.

The incompetence of both Joe and John put him in this stupid situation and he doesn’t like it one bit. He had investigated who this ‘Joe’ is and found out he works in another business owned by his employer. Joe screwed up by bringing Ella here and not specifying to anyone that she wouldn’t be a prostitute. And John is a moron for mistaking Ella for Zoey, then faking her profile and not clarifying the work to her.

But he also thinks Ella is a big dumbass for signing contracts without reading them.

He had informed his boss, who as soon as he saw Ella’s picture took a keen interest. The boss had offered a hefty amount if the girl was brought to him. Roger assumes to avoid a lawsuit. But when he considered they have lawyers for this kind of thing he assumed he’ll have her work for him and the money is sort of a shut-up-about-it payoff.

Unconventional. But whatever. If this avoids a lawsuit and yet another controversy for the business. So be it.

"What kind of work do I have to do for the boss?" Ella tries.

"I’m not sure. Probably be a PA or something." The man replies with an unsure voice.

"A PA? What’s that? For what? I can be an office help… if that's what it takes." Ella says with a small voice, "But no more sex… I don't want that. I applied for a customer service job. Nothing more."

The man frowns, thinking Ella truly is dumb. And explains, "PA stands for Personal Assistant… Anyway, Boss asked for you, that’s really all I know."

"I just want to go hooohoome." Ella cries, "I won't tell anyone. Just let me go please."

"Enough!" The man commands. "Be quiet. If you won't choose, I'll pick for you and put you back in your cage. Enough time wasted."

"Noo, noooooo! No more." Ella cries out. "I'll be an assistant. Can I go home when it’s done?"

"That's for Boss to decide, I don’t know." The man genuinely smiles at her. A step closer to his ‘shut-up-bonus’.

Not wanting to be a cat and get fucked for the next 2 weeks she reluctantly agrees to option 2.

"Very good. Stay here, I’ll inform the boss and find out what happens next. I’ll be back for you soon."

"No!" Ella calls out startled. "I want to go home first and go to the police!"

"Why the police?" The man inquires.

"My neighbor was here, he says he’ll make me his cat when I get out of here!" Ella cries. "I want to report him and be safe."

"You're safe here dumbass! We’ll sort out any stalkers later. Now shut the fuck up!" He sternly says and turns to leave.

"Roger?"

"What now!?" Tablet man growls.

"Why are you so mean? Don't you see I'm a victim here?"

"You really should have read your contract…" He sincerely grumbles. And he marches out of the room, smacking the door shut behind him.

That same evening, Joe comes home from the pub he went to after work and settles in at home for the weekend. His last action before leaving his office was to call the receptionist in the Bristol location to see how things went.

The receptionist had, under strict orders from Boss, denied that Ella had ever shown up.

He’s very disappointed that Ella had disappeared and assumes she changed her mind and has blocked him or something. He was really really looking forward to meeting the young woman on Monday and to work with her, but he never heard from Ella again.

5 – Ella disappears Ella struggles in her bonds and kicks her legs in the air and shouts for anyone to listen to her. But nobody pays attention and all she achieves is that her naked body is now no longer covered by the blanket.

She cries softly while wondering how she could be so stupid to believe Joe and his trickery. Not knowing that John and tablet man are the real assholes here.

And what of her neighbor? Even if she can get away from this hell. He’ll capture her and make her his pet…

She shudders at the thought and decides she’ll move back in with her parents again if it comes to that.

Her life appears in shambles either way.

Meanwhile Zoey's is roughly dragged out of her cage. She had been sitting there pondering what Quinn said for the last hour. Slipping into character on auto-pilot she crawls after where her leash is pulling her and into a private room. She's placed in the middle of the room and as soon as the door closes her concerns are replaced with panic when a whip hits her over and over and her body is marked with red welts from her shoulders to her shins.

Zoey quickly learns that being no-limits is a terrible idea.

Unable to see a way out, she aimlessly crawls around the room and tries to escape the pain. It takes a while before the violent client can be kicked out, but it’s too late for Zoey and she is a sobbing mess in need of treatment at the clinic.

Zoey is put in the room next to Ella. Luckily the damage isn’t too bad and the expectation is that Zoey will be fine in the morning. Most of the red marks are superficial. While trying to relax in the clinic she unfortunately finds no rest as she hears a girl repeatedly scream to be let go.

“Fucking hell! What’s wrong with that woman?” Zoey asks the nurse who is busy with patching her up.

“Dunno, some girl is convinced that she accidentally signed her contract… Someone tricked her or something.” The nurse sighs.

“How dumb do you have to be…” Zoey grimaces, interrupting herself. Her own day isn’t going too well based on dumb choices, too.

“Yeah, well… I’ll be glad when she’s gone. What a troublemaker.” The nurse says, finishing up with her bandaids and cream.

“Right? Hey, can you please get Quinn here as soon as possible? I want to talk about my contract and change a few things.”

She'll be a regular escort from now on when she needs money. No more kinky shit for her.

“Sure thing honey, first thing in the morning. Get some rest. I’ll check on you in a few hours before I go home.” The nurse promises and leaves her alone.

Roger is getting more and more upset with the situation. He had reported back that Ella had ‘chosen’ to finish her contract working for the boss.

All good on that end, but when he learned that to get his money he has to take Ella halfway across the UK to his employer’s home he’s less enthused. And what’s worse is that she, for some reason, can’t know where she is being taken to.

Upon asking why, he simply got offered more money and the unkind suggestion to stop caring so much and use a large sack or something to transport her in.

“This is starting to look a lot like a kidnap. I'm not a henchman!” He had argued over the phone.

“I don’t care what you think about it. This is damage control. Just get it done or I’ll find someone who knows how to appreciate money.” Comes the unreasonable response.

He does appreciate money… A lot. And needs it too. And damage control? He likes the sound of that. And besides, he reasons with himself, what’s 7 hours of driving to deliver a girl he doesn’t know or care about. Especially in exchange for almost half of his yearly income!

‘I’ll pay off that loan. Spoil the wife…’

Having made up his mind, the man returns to Ella around dinnertime, most of the staff has gone home. The nurse is busy with one of the women who got mistreated.

This is his chance.

The Disappearance of Ella Bloom · Part 2 (2/6)
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