I worked at the Pro Star Thrift Shop for three years and never actually questioned anything about it.

Often times I came in around nine in the morning, opened up shop, and sat on my stool behind the counter dealing with customers.

Six days a week my boss Max and his girlfriend Lenny came in to check up on profits and the store condition, and then would unlock the basement through a key pad, close it tight, disappear for a couple of hours, and then come back up, sealing it again.

Ever since I started working at the store, the basement was padlocked. Located on the right down a very discreet and dark hall, no one ever really noticed it was there. Often times I forgot it was there.

My boss Max was known around the neighborhood for being an eccentric loon who hoarded food and supposedly had a bunker in the basement. But since I needed this job, and didn't want to get on his bad side, I never questioned his activity in the basement, nor did I really bother asking about it.

All I knew is, he paid me well, and that's all I needed to get by.

Over the course of the last few years, there have been some disappearances in the city. Young girls between the ages of 9 and 15 have disappeared without a trace, and one day while working at the thrift shop I found myself face to face with a woman and two elderly men passing around a picture of the young girl who recently disappeared.

She'd gone missing four months ago. She was very pretty. About twelve, bright blond hair, a big pouty smile, and a firm body. It was tough to deny she was a looker, even if the picture was a candid and a bit blurry. That day I knew something was up when my boss Max appeared in the store with his girlfriend Lenny prepared to take their usual stock of their basement hideaway and found themselves face to face with the team of scouts.

I'm not usually the nosy individual, but the scene I was presented with was amazing. Before Max could enter, he was showed the picture, and a look of surprise came over him. It was almost as if he knew the girl. But his eyes faded in to mock ignorance and he waved them away explaining his condolences.

About twenty minutes later, he walked by me patting me on the back and walked in to his basement bunker, opening up the door with the keypad, and closing the door behind him.

I didn't see him for three hours until he finally emerged once again and disappeared in to the afternoon.

One thing Max didn't know about me was that I knew the code to the keypad to his basement bunker. I've known it for over a year ever since I caught a glance while throwing the trash out the back door. I just never figured to use it until that day when I knew Max could somehow be tied to the missing girl.

That night before closing up, I closed the gate almost all the way at the front of the shop and found myself sneaking toward the basement door. Feeling a rush of anxiety and excitement, I quickly dialed the code on the keypad and the door gave a small buzz unlocking the door.

I slid the door open releasing a brisk wind and slid down the dark steps making my away in to the large underground bunker painted with black and red. This wasn't any bunker though. All around I was immediately greeted with black leather straps all hanging from the ceilings, and assorted sex toys of all shapes and sizes from dildos, plugs, vibrators, whips, everything you could imagine.

What's worse is that I gazed down at a large black box with holes on the side at the far end of the bunker and inside something began to move softly. This place had been used for years, with a black couch, thick dark blue rugs, and assorted ointments and tools positioned all around the bunker.

This was a dungeon, and Max and Lenny were well experienced in the game of sexual domination and pleasure. I began digging through the drawers hoping to find anything about what they were doing to find some coherence to this shocking dungeon they had prepared and ultimately came up with nothing.

I turned the corner of the bunker and gazed in shock, unable to hold my gasp, as I saw three figures in the darkness of a steel barred cage. They were strapped from head to toe with their breasts and vaginal regions exposed, and within their mouths were red ballgags that muffled their cries. Their hands were covered with mitts and along the floor were bowls for food and water.

Worst of all these prisoners were girls, and young enough to be my daughters. One short haired red head girl looked to be at least twelve, while the other two were well in to thirteen years of age. I watched as they saw me, banging at the gate and screaming for help through their gags and I could do nothing but gaze in shock. I felt a hand drop down on my shoulder hard and I shook gasping in fright as Max turned me with a look of annoyance and pleasure.

Lenny, a tall curvaeous red haired woman well in to her forties, had already closed the door behind them and walked down after Max looking over at me with a half smile.

"I knew you'd get nosy," Max tisked.

I struggled to dig up a response and nodded in shock, "I won't tell anyone, I promise. Just let me leave."

"What's the rush?" Lenny whispered, "Don't you want to have some fun before you go?"

She walked over to the gate pulling out one of the girls. She was the blond girl in the picture, and she walked beside Lenny led by a black leather leash.

"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Max asked.

"They're little girls, Max," I whispered, "You're torturing them."

"We're just having fun with them," Max replied, "We take them, have some fun, and we put them back out on the street when they get boring. Trust me, we've been doing this for seven years and no one has noticed what we're doing down here."

"Just let me go," I pleaded, unable to look away from the young girl now being escorted to an apparatus.

"Don't knock it until you try it," Lenny declared, "Just sit and watch for a while."

"Here," Max slid me to the black couch and sat me down and I could do nothing but gaze compelled as the girl looked over at me whimpering under her ball gag as Lenny forcefully lay her along the apparatus and tie her legs up along the straps. She lay with both legs high in the air and spread with her vagina fully exposed and she whimpered loudly covering her vagina embarrassed.

"Relax," Max replied walking over to the box. He opened a large box and dug inside pulling out what I first assumed was a sex doll. But it moved independently, making no noise.

She must have been a girl around ten years old, covered from head to toe in dark red leather, her long blond ponytail sticking out from the back of the leather suit. Max led her like a dog by the leash as she looked around walking slowly. Max unzipped her mouth revealing her pink puckered lips and unzipped her crotch and back regions, now exposed.

"Have a seat, baby," Max whispered. The leather pet girl sat along my lap cuddling to me and instantly I felt a bulge in my pants shoot up in a painful speed.

"She was our first," Lenny smiled at the leather pet, "When we met her she was eight and ready for fun. It took a weekend to break her, and when we were done with her she didn't even remember her own name."

The girl in the apparatus whimpered loudly, muffling for help, and Max walked over massaging her vagina with both hands lovingly and whispering loving words as she whimpered. Max unzipped his pants revealing his cock and slid it in to her pussy slowly and steadily as she panted from pain whimpering helplessly as he sped up his thrusts, pumping and pounding her dominantly as she whimpered loudly, cringing in pain.

He slid out from her and looked over at the pet straddling my lap and chuckled, "Have some fun, Red."

Before I realized it, being so compelled by the sight before me, the child in leather was digging in my jeans and clutched my cock with her small hand and instinctively leaned down anxiously. I pushed her back at first resisting but before I could realize what she was doing, she was already sucking my cock like a hungry dog, making soft moans of pleasure, sliding my cock up and down her throat. I resisted softly and sighed moaning in pleasure, leaning back and relaxing as the little girl made my cock in to her own toy, sucking it anxiously, and like a pro.

I rested my hand along her puckered butt clinging against the latex and rubbed it lovingly as she gave me the blowjob of a lifetime. Lenny had her turn ramming the vibrating dildo in the girl's vagina as she whimpered loudly, feeling the pain. But before I knew it as Lenny slid the vibrator slowly and steadily in and out of the girl's vagina. Within minutes the girl's cries of pain and horror transformed in to soft moans of sheer pleasure. And her wide eyes closed gradually as she moaned softly, her body going limp as Lenny took pleasure in jamming the dildo in and out of her vagina.

Max watched, jerking off, as the girl took the dildo moaning and squirming in pleasure as Lenny rubbed the girl's small tits with one hand lovingly and squeezed them. She shushed her softly like a mom nurturing a child and the girl's fright faded away in to euphoria and pleasure moaning and groaning with the dildo making its way in and out. Max entered in slowly and thrust her pumping his cock in and out of her pussy with pants and moans of pleasure as the girl took the pounding clutching his shoulders with both hands and submitting to the pounding. Lenny leaned over with her breasts shoved in to the girl's mouth as she sucked on her nipples moaning loudly.

Max grunted and pulled out as the girl grunted loudly and sharply, tensing and squirted all over the floor, crying out in pleasure and twitching as she squirted all over the floor four times in a row. Max and Lenny cheered her on and continued their games as the little leather pet mounted me and began riding my cock moaning softly. I did nothing but clutch the side of her hips guiding her small pussy down on my cock as I proceeded to lay her down along the couch and pound her missionary, serving her deep kisses that she took with joy, licking her lips every time.

This was a girl that long ago lost any sense of identity and now only lived for sex and pleasure. As the missing girl lay helpless behind me, taking the sexual assaults by Max and Lenny with no choice but to enjoy the moments of pleasure and lust before they'd eventually put her back in the cage for the night, I was convinced that they'd break her very soon and she'd become their second pet. And I was prepared to take her for a ride whenever I could.