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Pain

silvermare on BDSM Stories

"God help me" I think, as read the list he has made for me. Along with a cardoard box. Here is what it said:

Slut, follow these rules:

Use the dildo in the box in your pussy for ten minutes, leave it there

You are banned from all sexual pleasure unless I say, this includes:

Orgasm

Masturbation

 

Put 5 bands on each nipple

put the plug up your ass, it to be removed on so you can shit

Go about life as normal

Tweak your nipples for 5 minutes every hour.

I will be here in 5 minutes, have everything ready for me, be kneeling at the back door when I come in.

Your master

 

 

"Shit!" I thought to myself. I have 3 minutes to get ready. I open the box to see a 20 inch dildo

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. Once again I think, "SHIT!" and shove it in as far as I can, a pathetic 13 inches. I take out the butt plug and recognize it as the largest he owns. I shove it in and put the bands on my nipples. I proceed to get on my hands and knees in front of the door. I guess I should tell you about me. I am about 5 feet 6 inches, auburn-brownish hair and beautiful green eyes. I have 42DD breasts and the tights pussy you can imagine.  am a sexslave to my master.The door slams, and I see my master. He has a 14 inch cock, it is pure torture. He sees the dildo coming out my cunt. "YOU PATHETIC SLUT" he yells and walks behind me. He kicks the dildo and I scream in agony as the whole thing is shoved up my tight hole. He takes out some bondage rope and tells me to stand up.

I stand, and fall. I stand again in pure agony from the cock. My holes are shoved tight. He proceeds to gag me, then ties me up and tells me to take a step. I do, and fall over as extra pressure is put on the dildo. "Get up slut." He says "I am taking you to a slave convention. You will be the only female slut there. New torture items will be tested on you. This is exactly 1 month away. You will leave everything I have on you on, until I say. once a week, I will send a new dildo, and you will replace your current one with it. I will appear exactly five minutes after you get the dildo to rety you. If I find that the dildo is all the way in, I will tie it with the same amount of pressure as now. If it is not all the way in, I will tie it with more pressure." And with that, he leaves. So I continue on with my routine. It takes me about an hour to master walking, it still brings me great pain. After I master it, I get in my car and go to work. I have an office job, so I sit at my desk all day. When I am done, I tweak my nipples for 5 minutes, and walk to my car in agony.

"Shit!" I remember that I have to walk for an hour. "Maybe, this once I can not do it." I think. As I finish the thought, Master calls and quickly says, "Go on your walk." And so I do. In the end, I walk baclk to my car in pain. One man asks me if I am alright, I have to say yes. I get home and eat a quick dinner. Even though it is only 8:00, I go to bed. and so it happens, ffor one week. on sunday, a package arrives. I rip it open and unty my bonds. I rip out the dildo and shove in the new dildo. I didn't even look at its size, a massive 24 inches. I manage to get in 20. forgetting the punishment. I kneel by the door. I hear a bang. It is master, OUTSIDE! I had completely forgotten to unlock the door! I hurry and do so. He slams open the door, in pure fury. He bends me over and rips out my dildo. He opens his briefcase, filled with an assortment of travel items, and rips ut a 30 inch dildo, his biggest. He slams the hole thing in my pussy, I scream so loudly! He ties the bondage on and puls it so tight I collapse, putting even more pressure on it. He ties it with the amount of pressure there was as I collapsed and slams the door. I recieve a call, 10 minutes later. "Take a three hour walk from now on, twice a day. This cock wil stay in you for three weeks." I feel a strong buzz go on in my pussy, almost making me orgasm on the spot."Oh, and remember," He says with a chuckle,"No orgasms!"

Finally three weeks were over, my butt was sore fromm the 500 lashes I had gotten for my orgasm. He came over and put on my outfit, leaving the cocks in me. I was to wear a completely see through dress to the convention. He put me in tthe car and removed my butt plug, leaving a gaping hole until he slammed the new one in, 2 times bigger, he had a cloth in my mouth though, it kept me from screaming. My pussy was so sore, I sat in a position that put little presure on it."Sit straight slut." He said, and moved me to a position putting a lot of pressure on the cock.

We got to the convention. There were 3 male slaves there, and about 50 people. I was untied and given relief from the monster cock. I was tied so that all parts of my body were accesible. In an x shape. A women came up to me and kicked me in the pussy, she was wearing wide shoes, and the pain was horrible. I had a set of pool balls shoved up my pussy, which was taped closed as people came up and kicked me in the pussy. I then had another set shoved up my ass and people beat my whole body. I was released from the balls, and people startes putting gags in my mouth,and shoving dildos up my pussy and ass. Master whispered in my ear, "Remember, no orgasms!" I shook with the urge. At one time, I saw a huge spike shoved up my pussy and screamed. I thought I couldn't last, but after painful and pleasurable things were put in my body, I was let down. Master quickly put my outfit and dildo's back in, he must of been drunk, because he put the butt plug in my cunt, and the dildo in my ass! I felt like I was split apart, he started the vibrator up and put on the pressure ties on, they killed my ass, and we started home. He said in a slurred voice, "I'll take 'em off nextweek, cunt."

At that moment, I realized that there was nothing I could ever prefer, than being a slave to my master!

 

 

First story! Always looking for constructive criticism!

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Meeting Of The Minds

LadyAriele on BDSM Stories

Meeting of the Minds

Part One: The Introduction

He watched her for months, he knew what stores she shopped at, where her friends lived, he knew more about her than he should have. He couldn't help it, he was obsessed, and the more he knew about her, the more intrigued he became, and the better his plan at abducting her developed.

He calculated the steps she took every Tuesday morning from her car to the entrance of Curves. Her bi-weekly one hour work-out with her best friend Beth.

He knew which brand of feminine hygiene products she used; and, what her weekly routine was. Including how many times a week she masturbated.

He pulled a pair of dark blue satin panties from his pocket, stil

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l moist from last night, smelling the pleasure she gave herself. She sleeps like a baby, never even being disturbed when he slips in and out of her bedroom window.

Visuals of her naked body laid spread eagle and secured with silk scarves stirs his cock into expanding. Writhing and begging for what he intends on giving her. When he decides she deserves it.

The scent of her wafting in his nares only making his excitement intensifying with each stroke of her moist panties up and down his thick shaft. He leans back into the leather loveseat, letting his legs part as he relaxes into the fluffy cushions. His mind releases and lets the fantasy begin.

Picturing her below him, sheets wet between her legs from her pussy juices responding to his standing above her, cock in hand, slowly stroking it. Dominant voice almost commanding her to answer in her typical obedient tone and reply.

“You want me to let you taste this cock, don’t you my love?”

“Oh, Yes Master!” she exclaims excitedly.

“This baby sluts mouth is craving your cream filled cock!”

Shifting his six feet two inch frame above her body. Perfectly patterned hair and a happiness trail down his torso. Spreading his legs as he sits astride her hips, squeezing a few drops of precum onto the round mushroom cock head. Bending forward letting the drops fall onto her red luscious full bottom lip.

“You are not to taste that until you have my permission. Is that understood My Pet?"

She opens her mouth to speak, the drop of precum sweet on her wanting lip.

“Yes Sir, I won’t taste it with out awaiting your permission.”

"Good Girl."

Two words that seared her soul.

Straddling her upper body, he leans his massive size forward, and rubs the head of his cock, against her bottom lip, smearing his precum and leaving more than what he removed.

“You may lick my cock once baby slut, only once, so you better get the best taste you can.”

Moans through a pink tipped tongue spreading out flat against growing fat head, sugary sweet precum dances over taste buds. She savors the taste when she pulls her tongue back in her mouth and roams it over teeth and palate, flavor sensations being imprinted in her memory.

Her body arching up against his as he continues to ride her.

“You like to be my puppy slut don’t you my sweet whore?” A statement more than a question.

He shoves his cock deep into her wanton mouth. He pushes past her gag reflex, seeing the tears in her eyes as his broad girth stretches that tight throat hole of hers. Slippery precum lubricates his shaft making the push forward easier to adjust to.

She submissively takes his entirety, nuzzling her chin and nose against his pubic bone. The soft fur surrounding the base of his cock neatly trimmed but still tickling her face.

He explodes his semen in jets spraying her face, neck, cleavage and hair. He rubs the love seed into her skin, as if it was lotion. She smiles up at him.

He moves off of her body, and begins to walk around the bedroom, gathering items from dressers and nightstands. Wicked glimmers of dark thoughts as he contemplates what to do with her vulnerable young body.

He sets the items down on the edge of the bed. He then removes a blindfold and places it over her eyes.

He begins to pace back and forth, letting off steam, his deranged anxiety getting the best of him. Glancing quickly at his prize, his reward, what he worked and planned for months was finally in fruition.

She was His prisoner, His slave girl! Maniacal laughs out loud as he thinks to himself. She is Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine!

Without realizing it Micheal released his orgasm in the air, shooting over the back of the love seat and onto the carpeted floor. He stood up abruptly, cursing out loud, searching for a towel to wipe up his pent up release.

“Bitch!” He hisses it.

He uses a handi- wipe to pick up the cold cum on the carpet.

Another reason he is going to have his way with that hot body once he captures her. The plan has to be perfect in order for it to work. He still had some loose ends to tie up before initiating the sequence of events that will bring her home to him.

Ariele decided to walk to the store today, the sun was shining and it felt good on her bare skinned back. Her breasts bounced softly under the halter tops that she made last year with her daughters. She was thrilled they were still in style.

Her long silky hair was in braids, and she tossed them behind her as she walked down the street and into the alley to take the short cut to the Munchkin Market at the end of the street at the corner. She didn’t see or hear the van behind her until the screeching of brakes was upon her.

She felt herself being pulled backwards, an arm around her neck, one around her waist, her heart was beating erratically. She opened her mouth to scream, but was quickly ball gagged and silenced. She tried to kick and scratch, but her legs and arms were being tied and bound. They slipped a burlap bag over her head.

“If you fight me, you will only make this harder on yourself.” His menacing voice sent chills down her spine. She slid down the van wall after being tossed against it, she then heard the sliding door slam.

“Ok, we got her, let’s get out of here now. Boss is going to want her as soon as possible.” His voice was flat.

All he had on his mind was the bonus he would be receiving tonight for the special delivery. He had worked for Micheal for many years, but today, was the oddest request thus far. He would do anything for him, so he never questioned his actions.

Micheal sat at his desk and looked at his watch, knowing that if all went well today his package would be delivered soon. All the preparations from the past few months have been put to task.

Her room was ready, with all the necessities, including stocks, a cage and the wall has been adapted to her specific measurements. He smiled to himself, wondering how long it will take her to succumb to the role she was born to play.

His.

The van parked in front of the mansion. She was led into the library. Hands tied behind her back, feet bound with rope, gagged, mascara streaked down her face. Her difficulty walking became worse with each step.

An intoxicating fragrance stimulated her senses. He walked around her body, studying every inch of her. She could feel his heated gaze, sending flames through out her.

Why, she wondered, could any person under these circumstances have this effect on her body. Chuckles are heard, as if he was reading her mind.

“Are you afraid My Little Pet?”

Quivering whimpers are her only reply. She tries hard to displace the silk rope that is binding her wrists together.

He places his hands around her neck and removes the ball gag, then removes her blindfold.

“I am only going to do this if you promise not to yell. You won’t yell now will you my sweet treat?” Again, more of a statement rather than a question.

She shakes her head back and forth.

Relief washes over her face as the blindfold is removed and her eyes adjust to the lighting of the room. Her hands shake behind her as her nerves begin to let go, and the reality of the situation dawns on her.

 

She looks up at this handsome man who abducted her.

“My family will be looking for me, they will call the police.”

Arrogant tones, “I’ve already thought of everything my dear.” He holds up a tape recording of her new voice message on her answering machine.

“Hi, this is Ariele, I’m out and about for a week of fun and frolic, leave a message and I will get back to you. I’ll send you a postcard from Mexico.”

Defiant glares at him, stomping her foot pointlessly. “How did you do that? How dare you copy and record my voice!”

Blue eyes darken a shade, then fear creeps up her cheeks and spreads across her face as his looks go from tolerant to incensed.

Dark gray bordering on smoke filled looks glare at her as then he leans forward and almost hisses in her ear.

“I will do what ever I want to you, when ever I want to. Is that understood?” Emphasis on what and when.

Steps back and raises an arched brow at her when not hearing a comment or reply. A swift spank of his hand across her backside.

“Capice’?”

A stuttered reply from her lips. “Ya yes.”

Another hard smack across her globe shaped cheeks.

“Yes What?”

Confused looks at him, not knowing how he wants her to address him.

His eyes cold and uncaring.

“Sir, I want you to call me Sir.”

Dominating manner. “ And I won’t tell you again.” Emphasis on won’t.

“Sir, Yes Sir.” She says begrudgingly.

He realizes that training her will take some time; though, by the looks of her and the way she handles herself, getting to know her by watching her for the past few months. He knew that all of his patience will be greatly rewarded.

“One Sir per answer is enough.”

His arm raises over her delectable curves, but instead of spanking her again, he rubs his semi calloused hand in big circles, taking the sting out of her flesh.

She whimpers in response to his caring actions.

Her body begins to relax after feeling his soothing touches. Her eyes remain on him, feeling small next to his tall strong build, once again he leans in towards and whispers in her ear.

“It’s a dance, a tango of sorts, which we will learn together.”

He reaches out and places both of his hands on her hips. Leans into her petite frame; and, looks deeply into her eyes and says in a very erotic tone.

“My sweet peach, you and I will become very close.”

He looks intently upon her small five feet four inch frame before stepping back, once again undressing her with his penetrating gaze. His feelings for her contained.

A blush appears up and down her body, feeling heated by his lustful looks. Her eyes swollen from crying, streaks of tears still damp on her cheeks.

His hand sweeps the side of her cheek, wiping the tears off her face and then stroking a cheek with his thumb. He then speaks to her in calm even tones.

“I am not here to hurt you. You are here for training.” A pregnant pause,

“Training to be Mine.”

 

Part Two: Training

Ariele is dizzy under his lewd stares, she lets her breath out slowly, feeling the ground underneath her move slightly. Intake of hot breath, she almost trips leaning to far to the left.

He catches her in his strong embrace, and holds her body close to his for a few moments before lowering himself down and untying the leather straps that bind her ankles together. Demure sounds form a sentence.

“Thank you, Sir.”

His eyes light up momentarily giving his true feelings for her away, but she wasn’t paying attention to the wide eyed puppy dog looks.

“You‘re welcome.” Was his only reply.

He began circling around her body again, his riding crop drawing up between the crack of her butt, and around each nipple, causing them to become erect and wanting attention.

Unconsciously she has had a fantasy about being a love slave for years, but never had the guts to seek out a real experience. Some how what she thought would happen, and what was really about to happen were a very different scenario in her mind.

Every nerve on her body was responding to his every touch. Whether it be with his bare well manicured fingertips or the end of the black leather riding crop. Her body was igniting, with embers burning in her pussy, dripping on her white cotton panties.

Soft moans escape her lips. She looks at him desperately. “ Please, Sir, what ever you do, please don’t hurt me! I have children, I have family. I have friends that love me!”

Once again he leans in her lithe body, letting his nose take in her scent.

“Ariele, all of your friends are aware of this little journey that you and I are going to travel together. Starting now!”

His tones boom in her body, and before she knows what’s happening, his lips press firmly against hers. His mouth opening over her welcoming mouth, his tongue probing out, seeking the sweetness of her tongue. Suckling on it, both tongues swirl and dance together as moment pass.

Fires exchanging and igniting within his loins and hers, both of them feeling the spark of electricity between them. Flickers burning hotter now for both of them.

Not knowing that each of them are on the same page, the flirting begins.

She spreads her legs trying to balance her stance, having her arms still tied behind her, with pleading looks she asks him.

“Please Sir, I promise not to try and runaway, but can you please loosen or unbind my wrists?”

Ariele turns her body around, to let him see how red her wrists are getting. He almost screams and startles her.

“Sam!”

A man the size of a mountain comes bailing in the room.

“Yes Boss?”

“Why are her wrists red?” Angry looks at Sam. “Did I not specifically request she not be hurt?”

Micheal looks at his employee with a disappointed expression.

“Yes Boss, you did.”

“Then why is she hurting?”

“Get the ice, and a something to wrap up her wrists with. On second thought, bring me two ace bandages?”

Ariele was relieved when she heard him speak so concerned for her welfare.

Sam came back into the room, offered Micheal the crushed ice packs and two pink ace bandages as he had requested.

“You may be excused until further notice Sam, and I am very displeased by the way her wrists look. I am holding you accountable for them.”

“Yes, Boss Sir.”

Sam leaves the day room. Off to take care of his masters requests of the day.

Micheal takes Arieles’ hand and guides her to sit on a divan. He places both of her hands on his lap. She stares at him, taking him in. Wondering what kind of man is he, one that can be both a fierce kidnapper and a kind gentle man.

Her interests for him grew immediately as she watched him tend to her sore wrists. Just his warm touch and gentle massaging of tigers balm made them feel better.

His eyes meet hers while he wraps each wrist. Tenderly and patiently placing the ice over her small wrist, and then bandaging each one slowly, making sure it wasn’t wrapped too tightly. Following the instructions of how to wrap a limb on the back of the package.

She laid back against the divan, and then he looked at her, intent on reading her thoughts, and realizing that she was too comfortable, she needed to be taught still that he was the one in control.

He pulls her to a stand and takes her down several stairs and stone hallways, to a door that was locked tight when they stood in front of it.

“ This is the dungeon.”

“ This will be your new home.”

Shocked looks of disbelief standing outside the room, she had no idea that on the other side of the door was her dream room, with every thing she had ever desired.

He had gone to some lengths and spent an unmentionable amount of money making sure that every one of her sexual desires will be satiated in the next coming weeks.

“I am not afraid.” She states adamantly.

“No need to be, for you will be at peace once I have this door open.” He pried the key into the lock and turned it. The heavy door bolted open after the lock was released.

Inside is a queen size captains bed, the drawers under the mattress all filled with sexy lingerie from Victoria Secrets. All of her favorite dress up outfits being replaced, silk stockings galore, garter belts, corsets, heels, teddies, baby doll jammies, and a drawer full of sex toys.

Night stands on each side of the four poster captains bed. Huge posters, that with the right equipment can be used for hours and hours of teasing pleasure. Wicked grins as he thinks of what he will do to her. A swing hangs above the bed.

He takes her hand and leads her into the vast room. Lighting candles to shed light in the darkness. Inside was not at all what she had expected. Instead was this beautiful boudoir that was full of sensual gifts and erotic torture devices.

Her eyes lit up when she saw the hot tub in the corner. She turned her head to look at him, a smile creeping on his face quickly disappears when their eyes meet.

A narrowed glare at her, as he surveys her body in one long hungry state.

Realizing that he has waited long enough to get what he wants. He reaches for her wrists, removing the bandages and ice, inspecting them to make sure she can endure hours of bondage.

“I see your hands have recovered Little One.”

“Yes Sir, they feel much better. Thank you.”

He gently guides her to the wall. He removes her silk blouse, and unhooks the lace bra, sliding it down her arms and tossing it into a hamper in the far left corner of the stone room.

Once her wrists were secured with fur lined leather straps attached to the wall. He unzipped her short black leather skirt, and slid it down over her hips, and down at her feet. He lifted one foot at a time to guide her out of the waist of her skirt. He then tossed the skirt in the same bin as her blouse. He knew he had picked out several outfits for her, that he had purchased at Katherines’ Boutiques, her favorite clothing shop.

Ariele stood there and listened to her inner voice arguing internally.

“I can’t believe you are letting this guy do this stuff to you. Are you freakin’ nuts?”

“I can’t believe how excited I get with butterflies and everything when he kisses me.”

Always the conundrum, ambivalent feelings.

The feeling was soothing to her skin at first as he secured her feet the same way as her wrists, with leather straps lined with fur.

He gently stroked up her legs, from ankles to thighs, to right between her legs at her wet sex. Looking up at her he asks her.

“Tell me about how you are going to make a nice little cock whore for me?”

The question vibrated in her loins, instead of being horribly insulted she was dangerously excited. She was beginning to entertain ideas of intimacy with this man.

“You will become my nasty little whore; and, I, I will become your Master.”

She moans out softly.

“Yes Sir, I want to be your willing little cock slut.”

The words came out before she realized what she just said. And strangely she wasn’t surprised. This attractive man was starting to turn her on.

Micheal reaches out and traces the swell of her breasts with his fingers after he rises from securing her ankles to the wall. He looks directly into her blue eyes.

“I will make you my cock whore, and you will learn to worship like a good little cock slut.” Then a pregnant pause.

“Do you understand this Ariele?”

“Yes Sir.”

“Good girl.”

His fingers lace in her hair, looking into your eyes, his breath hot over her parted mouth.

“You want to be my cock whore, don’t you My Sweet Pet?”

His fingers feel between her legs to the secret place that assures him what she is really feeling… Intensity.

She shakes her head back and forth quickly a few times.

He chuckles. “Your body betrays you Little One.”

A smile creeps up on his face, she notices the change in his eyes immediately and is thrilled to see a tender softer side to him albeit briefly. His fingers probe her wet slit, she closes her eyes and moans out.

He knows at that instant she is his, he has to prove it to her now.

Lustful looks at her, lengthy ravenous gazes, his crisp blue eyes penetrating her soul. She can almost hear his masculine tones reverberating in her soul.

“You are mine!”

Micheal knew he had to have her soon, but he didn’t want to give her cock until she begged for it first. He had to know she was his before he blessed her with his love and gift of Domination.

Slowly unbuckling his belt and pulling it off, setting it to the side, looking down into her wide eyes. Unbuttoning and unzipping his Calvin Kline jeans, slowly sliding them down off his hips and kicking them aside, he stood there dressed in black silk boxers, his hard cock evident under the fabric. His eyes never leaving hers, maintaining that piercing intent look.

He leans into her body, pressing his manhood against her thighs.

He hisses in her ear. “You have to ask for it little cock whore of mine.”

She shivers, his hot breath against her neck, the sounds of his words like a spark of flame spreading through her body igniting burning embers in her loins. Her breathless reply is but a whimper.

His fingers tweaked at each one of her taut pinkish nipples, tugging and twisting them between his forefinger and thumb. His left hand moved down her flat belly, over her mound, to her wet inviting slit.

Micheal stood inches from her, stroking his cock in his right hand, squeezing and pinching the head at the end of every stroke.

She could hear him pleasuring himself in front of her. This excited her greatly. More heat seared through her.

He rubbed his fat head against her moistness, twirling the mushroom around her clit in counter clockwise circles.

She sucks in a breath and almost purrs out.

“Cock Sir.”

Laughter is heard. A tug of her hair, pulling her head back, piercing stares into her bedroom blue eyes.

“You will have to do better than that.”

A hard slap is felt on the side of her thigh, burning red now.

“Cock Sir, I need your cock, please let me taste it. I need to have it in my mouth Sir.”

She surprised herself with the genuine whine. She wondered where this was coming from inside her.

He awakened a surreptitious passion in her.

For many years now she had fantasized about giving herself completely to a man.

She wondered if this man standing in front of her, stroking his sex, could he be the one?

Her daydreams stopped abruptly as she felt another smack against her ass cheek.

“Ouch! Hey! That hurt!” She glared at him.

He shut her up by pressing his mouth over hers, terminating her words. Broke the kiss to slap the side of her leg very hard, leaving a welt.

“Do not ever glare at me again,” a deep breath “ And do not ever show me defiance or attitude.”

A gentler tone. “Do you understand little one?”

A fingertip curls under her chin, lifting it closer to his face, his deep gaze pierces her. Glimpses of a smile, then a full mouth kiss, deep, forceful, intent on owning her.

His index finger and thumbs reach up to each brown pinkish nipple, rolling them around, as the kiss intensifies.

His broad hairy leg pressed between her legs, still bound and tied to the wall. He pinched her nipples hard, holding firmly onto them.

“I asked you a question!” Starting with a stern I, with emphasis on you, and then finishing in a softer tone.

Fearful looks up at him. “Yes Sir, I understand,” quivering voice in reply.

“Good girl.” He releases the grip on her taut nipples.

She breathes a sigh of relief, having with stood enough pain thus far.

 

Part Three: The Long Tease

The dungeon is cool this time of evening. The windows are opened to receive the inviting fragrance of jasmine which grows wild in bushes under the window boxes.

Just enough moonlight peers through the windows illuminating the shimmer of her body scantily clad in black lace garter belt and matching silk stockings.

Ariele lays blindfolded, spread eagle on the four poster bed, tied with silk scarves. Her breasts are bound with pretty purple silk rope, only enough to increase stimulation to them. Nipple clamps are applied and connected to a long light weight silver chain.

The chain is attached to a leash, which is held in Micheals tight grasp as he sits in the burgundy leather with his left leg crossed over his right knee. He is considering the list of things he plans on doing to her tonight.

Sensual teases with a long tipped red feather, massage with raspberry kiss kama sutra oil, probing her tight sweet asshole with anal beads, teasing her endlessly with a clit stimulator.

He wonders if she remembers the agreement they made years ago about making their fantasies becoming realities.

Micheal gets up off the claw foot winged back chair and sits on the edge of the bed. He loosens the silk scarves that secure her ankles.

He reaches for a long red tipped feather. He chuckles under his breath as he begins to stroke the silk stockings covering her legs, from feet to mid thigh. Taking his time, curling the tip in every contour and curve of her leg.

He smiles as he watches her body respond to him accordingly to his plan. Goose bumps appear on Ariele flesh, the red tipped feather tickling her skin soothingly.

Even though her wrists are bound and she is unable to move her hands, she still feels like she can touch him, with a word, with a movement, with a sigh or a moan. She knows their bond is growing.

His fingers touch lightly against her thigh as he flicks the garter strap releasing the stocking in both front and back of each leg. Then he rolls the silk stocking slowly down each leg, making a trail of kisses that follow from her thigh all the way down to her toes.

He kisses the top of each toe, suckling each one for a moment. He tosses the stockings on the floor next to the bed, he may decide to use them later when tying her up in another position.

He picks up the bottle of love oil that he purchased at her favorite adult store Erotic Boutique. It’s has been soaking in hot water for an hour or so now. He then opens it, holds the bottle to her nose, so she recognizes the familiar scent of fresh picked raspberries.

He pours the warm oil in the palm of his hand, rubbing them together before placing them both on her left foot. One at a time with a strong but tender touch, he massages her feet.

Ariele moaned out in pure pleasure. “Oh” and then, “ Oh, god that feels so good.” She purred the word good.

She thinks she died and went to heaven. His strong manly hands alleviating any tension she had about him with each tender massage to her feet. He can feel his warm hands permeating her smooth skin, over both her ankles and up the back of her athletic calves.

Deep resonating male tones. “You like this when I touch you My Pet?

“Oh Yes Sir, I do, very much so.” She replies to him sincerely.

Micheal continues to work his way past her ankles, finding the tender spots on each calf, then using both hand with each thigh, lifting her legs in his strong grasp and kneading her firm flesh.

She moans out softly as his hands continue to work their magic on her muscles.

He holds her feet to his face, and sucks her greater left toe into his mouth, nursing on it like it was a nipple feeding him sweet breast milk.

He methodically nurses and suckles on each one of her toes. The sweet taste of the kama sutra oil on his tongue. He licks his way up to the inside of her thigh.

His breath hot on her shaved mound, talking to her as if her hot cunt was her mouth.

“Now my sweet peach, you are going to moan and beg for me, yes My Cherished Pet?” His voice so smooth, so sexy, hearing those words made her instantly hot.

“Yes Sir,” pleading cries, “Sir, I need your hot mouth on my wanting cunt so badly, please I beg you to taste me Sir.” The words need and beg prominently expressed.

Instead of kissing her sweet cunt he pinched each nipple, knowing the blood supply to her sensitive dime size nipples is being cut off from the silk roping. He knew by her reaction that it was pleasurable. She whimpers.

He tugs on the leash that is attached to her nipple clamps. He moves to the other side of the captains bed and sits next to her. Picking up and holding above her hot dripping candle.

She feels something fall upon her clamped nipple. It was warm and soothing.

“More please Sir,” a whine more than a whimper this time.

He drizzles more drops onto both nipples. Leaving a red wax droplet trail from one pinkish tan erect nipple to the other. A few droplets on her peach size areolas.

The smell of black cherry wafts in the room mixing with the raspberry kiss scent. The scent of him, the scent of her perfume, mingling of the fresh fruit scents was erotically intoxicating for them both.

“You are such a good little candle slut, you will be rewarded for your obedience My Pet.”

His hand reaches down and fingers her slit, moist and ready for any intrusion. Two fingers thrusting in and out of her inviting cunt forcefully.

She moans out loud into the cool night air, the power of her breath swaying the candles, causing the flickers to dance.

He hisses at her. “You have to ask for it little cock whore!”

“Oh God, more, please give me cock Sir, I need your cock Sir.”

He laughs at her. “You will have to learn to do much better than that my sweet treat.”

He puts the candle away, and blows it out. He dips his fingers in the glass of ice water and retrieves an ice cube. He sets it on a nipple, holding it there for moments, and then moving to the next nipple. Alternating every two to three minutes. Her nipples become numb with in 5 minutes. Then he removes the nipples clamps.

He lowers his hot mouth onto a rigid cold nipple, and bites down on it, hard, then suckles it hungrily, receiving a nourishing drink. The heat of his mouth melts the cold numbness away leaving throbbing overly sensitive nipples.

She screams out in pleasure from the suckling, her let down reflex flowing in, her toes curling. She can feel the milk rushing into his desirous mouth.

He drinks his treat, his cock throbbing from the erotic nature of his thirst. He must stay in control though. He has to prove to her that she is His. He raises his head and looks at her thoughtfully.

“My Cock is what you crave, right my little cum slut?”

She replies with excited tones, hoping that soon she will get what her mind, body and soul crave most, his super thick man meat. Her mouth begins to drool.

“Oh yes Sir, your cock is what my mouth wants more than anything.”

He straddles her chest, pushing the bound tits together, sliding his rock hard cock in between the gateway to her ravenous mouth. His hands lace through her hair, grasping a handful of it.

“Suck it you little cock whore!”

His demanding tones shock her. He tugs on her hair roughly. Just a minute ago he was being so tender with his touches and gestures, and now his darker side is coming out. Should she fear him again?

Her mouth opens wide to take in the fat mushroom head, not much more than his head will fit in any woman’s mouth. He thinks to himself it is the curse of having a large dick.

Micheal pushes his large cock head deep into her mouth, approaching the opening of her throat. He can feel her tight throat muscles clamping down on his girth, as he pushes past her gag reflex. He lets her throat get used to his thickness by stopping and then moving forward. His hands caress her silky locks.

“That’s a good little cock sucker baby, keep going, keep taking my rock hard rod into your mouth.”

He knows that he needs to pull out soon or she will pass out from lack of oxygen.

He pulls out quickly, and watches as she takes in a huge breath of air. He removes her blindfold and wipes the tears from her eyes.

His mouth lowers over hers and he kisses her tenderly at first, then passionately, yanking her hair, jerking her head back, and placing a passionate kiss on her mouth.

He raises his head over her face, looks deep into her eyes. Then he sets his plump cock head against her bottom lip.

Smacking her lips with his cock. Fat purple head against red ruby lips. He wanted a camera to take a picture. He leans his body far to left and opened the drawer to the nightstand retrieving a digital camera. He places the head of his cock against her sultry lips, leaning back a bit to capture the perfect angle, making sure her fuck me eyes were centered properly. He clicks the snap shot button.

Ariele looked up at him with her best bedroom eyes and cover girl smiles. Feeling the heat of his man meat against her puffy just got fucked looked mouth, she moaned out to him. She opened her mouth wide just as she heard him click the picture.

“You’re going to be my cover girl slut now aren’t you Princess?”

Her pussy twitching at the thought of him taking pornographic pictures of her.

“Yes Sir, I will do anything that you ask.” She replies to him submissively.

Micheal walks around the bed snapping pictures of her at every angle. Close up shots of her wanton cunt and perky asshole will become screen savers for him later.

With her best fuck me looks at him Ariele whimpers and pleads. “ Sir, please Sir, please let me taste your cock. I desire your cock, I need it with all that I am Sir. ”

She wonders where this obedience is coming from with in her, and realizes that he makes her pussy sizzle, and she wants his cock and is willing to do what ever she needs to get it. Her mission to suck and fuck has begun.

He smirks at her, she wants cock, she will get it. He rings a bell, summoning in Sam, his trusted employee.

He unties her wrists, making sure that there is no damage done to her.

“Get on your hands and knees my little cock starved whore,” pauses “and await your destiny.”

She rubs her wrists, looking up at him intently, wondering what plans he has for her. Her pussy tingles in anticipation as she waits for his next instruction.

Part Four: For An Eternity

Sam walks into the dungeon, the cool night air hits his face. He doesn’t know why he is called down to see Micheal.

“Yes Boss?”

Micheal looks over at his prize, almost naked, hands and knees on the bed. He strokes her ass and her exposed cunt.

“Isn’t this the prettiest pussy you have ever seen?”

Embarrassed looks at him. “Uh, yes Boss.” His big thick dark dick twitches in his jeans as he watches Micheal petting her pretty playboy pussy. He looks at her hungrily.

“What are you are waiting for, I want you to fuck her. She is a greedy needy little cock slut, and I want to reward her for her good behavior.”

He runs his fingers through her silky hair petting her while he watches Sam disrobe. He never knew how big his dick was until now, he had his ideas, but the thick hard rod that stood at attention was a bit intimidating, even for him.

“You are going to show me what a good little fuck toy you are, aren’t you my cherished Pet?” then he asks, “You will take all the cock I give you, won’t you my sweet treat?”

Sam walks towards Ariele as she waits patiently on hands knees on the bed. The silk Japanese style roping still decorating her vivacious body. He holds his large hand over her ass, and looks up at Micheal for permission to continue. Micheal nods, and he caresses her soft round ass cheeks.

“Yes Sir, this hungry whore will take all the cock you give me.”

She turns her head to look at Sam, eyes widen when she catches a glimpse of his over large milk chocolate thick member. She gulps and swallows then turns her head to face Him.

He reads her mind, smiles tenderly at her. “You did just tell me you would be a good cock slut, yes?” Then in a sterner voice he asks. “You will honor your words, yes?” He tugs on her hair as he looks down at her.

Earnest looks up at him, “ Yes Sir, I will do as you say.”

He responds by caressing her cheek. Tender looks into her eyes.

Sam looks at her cleanly shaven pussy, wet from teasing, her butterfly lips are open as if to invite him for a taste.

He stands behind her and strokes his rock hard member with one hand as the other hand pets her pussy.

Ariele feels his large fingers groping her, surprised that she was so willing to let a stranger touch her that intimately. Her internal dialogue argues. I’m a slut, I can’t believe I am letting this man touch me this way.

Then the other side speaks to her. I’m a slut! Yes! I am a slut! I celebrate being His cock slut, His cock whore, His baby slut, His nasty slut, His cum slut, His fuck toy.

The thoughts made her cunt twitch and spread heat through out her. Her eyes dilate, her heart begins to beat faster as she begins to realize her destiny in this mans life.

She looks up at Micheal lovingly, happy that he has released this neediness with in her.

He looks down at her with knowing looks, then turns his attentions to Sam and his assignment to fuck his soon to be wife.

Sam slides the head of his cock up and down her moist glossy pink slit. Pops his cock head right into her tight little fuck hole.

Micheal continues to run his fingers through Arieles’ auburn hair, soothing tones as he watches Sams body movements, knowing he has penetrated her, and knowing the girth of his shaft might be too much for her to take.

“That’s a girl my sweet, take all the cock, relax that pussy of yours, concentrate on my voice, concentrate on me.”

“Yes Sir.” Was all she could say, she was doing her best to accommodate the massive penis that was invading her wanting cunt.

Sam pushed his big dark cock into Arieles’ tight soaked pussy, closing his eyes enjoying living a fantasy he has had for many months. He would never tell Micheal that he lusted over his fiancée. As he fucked her he thought how ecstatic he was to be Micheals employee and the perks that were included in the job.

Ariele screamed out as he forced his mass into her tight pussy. It was a pleasurable pain as he moved in and out of her. Her cunt responded, adapting to his thrusts, relaxing her pussy more and more with each thrust.

“Good girl, now I am going to reward you for your good behavior.”

Micheal continued to stroke silky strands of hair, then grabs a fistful of her, placing the plump mushroom head of his cock onto her bottom lip, sliding it back and forth across her full mouth.

Ariele moans out in pleasure, and with pleading eyes opens her wanton lips, needing to have her mouth stuffed full of his rock hard cock.

Reading her mind he says softly. “No, not yet my pet, you must wait until I feed it to you.”

Her eyes blink, the look on her face almost pained as she feels Sams cock driving deeper inside her, filling up her soaked tight cunt. He grunts and thrusts into her, ramming his thick rod in and out of her.

He hands Sam the black anal beads. “ You know what to do with these.”

Sam, wanting to please his boss and himself as well, takes them and presses the smallest one against Ariele tight puckered cherry asshole. Spitting on it to lubricate the ball so that it goes in smoothly.

He repeats these steps until every last anal bead is secure in her tight ass, he tugs at the end of the chain and releases the last one, only to press it firmly back into her fixed ass again.

Micheal knew this was the perfect time to give her what he knew she needed. He pressed his cock head into her mouth.

“Suck it my sweet princess.” His tones commanding.

Obediently she obeys, opening her mouth wider for him, suckling on him like a newborn baby, hungry for mothers milk. She looks at him with her fuck me eyes as he feeds her, pushing and forcing his cock down her throat stretching it wider.

Sam continues to hammer her honey sweet pussy, the scent of her sweetness wafting in the air. His huge balls smack against her clit, as his hips pound against wet cunt.

Micheal thrusts his hips against her face, holding her head steady, intense passionate looks down at her, force feeding her what he knows she craves. His cock throbbing in her tight throat, almost cutting off her oxygen supply.

He removes his prick from her mouth, long enough for her to catch her breath, only to shove it back in. Pounding her face like it was a pussy, needing to release his satisfaction, but holding onto it until she begs. He pulls out of her mouth.

“Give me cock, make me your dirty nasty slut, oh please Sir, please let me taste your hot cum, I need it so badly, my mouth yearns for your fulfillment!”

He hears her moans and cries for sustenance from him, and she knows with out a doubt this is the man she wants to spend the rest of her life with.

He thrusts his love meat down her throat and releases his passion into it. Removing it as he continues his orgasm and sprays her face with creamy hot cum.

“That’s a good little cum slut, drink all of my seed, keep your mouth wide open so I can feed what I know you hunger most for.”

Ariele felt him unload into her throat, the hot seedy semen spewed down it and she swallowed the cum greedily. She sucked his fat mushroom head as he pulled out, not wanting to let go.

Sam hears Micheals moan putting him over the edge, he grabs Arieles’ curvy hips and with one last arching thrust he rams his cock into her depths, releasing pulsating sperm into her tight slippery pussy.

He pulls the string of anal beads out of her ass, watching them pop out of her, releasing one at a time. He tosses the beads onto the bed.

Ariele moans out in unbridled passion, her body shaking from being fucked at both ends at once.

Her pussy and ass throb missing Sams gifts inside her.

The smell of sex and body heat fills the air.

Sam pulls his long limp dick out of her, rubbing the excess cum onto her ass in small circles with his plump purplish head. Smalls beads of sweat glistens at his brow, he wipes it off with the back of his hand. Arieles’ body was moist from perspiration, her ass arched in the air shimmering in the light.

Sam bends over to retrieve his dark denim jeans off the floor. He stands and begins to put them on.

Micheal walks over and pats him on the back, “Thanks Sam, I owe you one.”

“Wasn’t that the sweetest piece of ass you have ever had?”

"Yes Boss." Flustered, he doesn't know what else to say.

Sam, finished with gathering his personal belongings leaves the dungeon. Closing the door behind him.

Micheal turns and looks at Ariele, still on her hands and knees, her body glistening in the candle lit dungeon.

He walks over to her, lightly cups her chin his hand, holding his cock head to her lower lip, smearing her with a light gloss of cum.

“Did you enjoy that my sweet peach?” He asks her in tender tones.

“Oh Yes Sir!” The look in her eyes was all he needed to see.

“Good girl.”

Her pussy tingling immediately warming to those two little words.

He says to her with compassionate loving tones. “It pleases me to hear you say that kitten.”

He opens a jewelry box, and places the leather braided heart locked choker around her neck. “You are mine, born to serve me, created to compliment me in every way.”

Ariele fingers the necklace, knowing in her heart of hearts that she was destined to kneel at Micheals feet for an eternity.

Her smiles reflect the elation she feels knowing she is His.

Micheal picks her up, sweeps her into his arms and carries her upstairs into his bedroom. He lays her on the bed, and covers her with a black satin sheet.

He joins her on the bed, wrapping his strong arms around her waist, spooning her, the gentle sound of her slumber lulling him to sleep.

He closes his eyes and he goes over the days events. He hopes that he has fulfilled this fantasy for her the night before their wedding. The last thing he hears before going to sleep is her mumbling.

“I love you, thank you for fulfilling yet another one of my fantasies.”

The Exhibit 2,6 Months Later

jessicablank on BDSM Stories

The Exhibit, Part 2, Six Months Later
-- by jessicablank

Synopsis:  At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how a recording with Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds, so very deeply, to obey Her.  Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "relaxation chambers" to expand her business, getting chambers at a discount, in exchange for using them to recruit more slaves for Dominica.

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Part 2:  Six Months Later

Mistress Black always enjoyed relaxing

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in a warm, quiet bath like this, after her workouts in the gym.  Her long, raven tresses were pinned up, tight around her head, and she wriggled around in the scented water, surrounded by candle light, as she trailed her hands up and down her smooth, muscular thighs and stomach.  Massaging them.  Squeezing her own nipples.  Teasing herself.  Planning what she was going to do with her slaves this evening.  Especially the new one, the female.  Oh yes, she was going to be fun to train.
 
Deciding her bath was done, Mistress stood carefully, and stepped out, onto the bathmat.  Immediately, her male slave arose from his crouched position, with a fresh towel, and began drying her.  His eyes remained downcast, as trained, staring only at the floor -- not permitted to look at Mistress, as he dried her.  A perfectly choreographed dance.  She lifted her left arm, and his hand was already moving toward her with the towel, to dry her arm, her armpit, down the left side.  Blotting every drop of scented water from her skin.  She lowered her left arm, and lifted the right one, and her slave was already blotting her forearm, her firm triceps, and down the right side.  Suddenly, the towel slipped, and for a moment, his fingers touched Mistress' skin, on the flare of her hip, just below her tiny waist.  She did not react, but the slave quickly recovered the towel, and continued drying.  Wiping down her hips, her buttocks, the backs of her thighs, crouching again to the floor as he gently rubbed her firm calves, her slim ankles.  Then she turned, and he stood again, blotting water off her face, her neck, both her breasts, down her smooth tummy.  Her smooth mound -- permanently depilated, like the rest of her.  Soft, satiny, almost shiny in the moist air.  The slave crouched on the floor, drying between her toes, even as she stood.  Then, finished, he folded the towel, held it close against his chest, and knelt, awaiting further orders.
 
"Stand, vomit," Mistress Black said.  She rarely used his slave name, except when she was about to punish him.  Of course, he knew why.  "Extend your hands, fingers out."  He set the towel near the bathtub, and held his hands up, elbows low and bent, wrists at a right angle, fingers outstretched.  Mistress reached to the wall and retrieved the riding crop.  Every room had a riding crop, hanging on the wall.  Always ready.  Ready for Mistress to administer discipline, punishment, whenever she chose.

Thwack!  "Never,"  Thwack!  "ever,"  Thwack!  "EVER!"  Thwack!  "touch me with your hands, without permission, slave!"

vomit felt his fingertips stinging, raging with pain, and fought back tears.

"On the floor.  Back against the toilet.  NOW!"

He dropped to hands and knees, and scurried across the bathroom to comply.  Mistress usually relieved herself after a bath, and the slave opened his mouth wide to receive her golden nectar.  He closed his eyes tight, not permitted to gaze at Mistress Black's smooth, muscular beauty.
 
"Close your mouth, slave!" she commanded.

He obeyed, and felt himself being showered with Mistress' pee, spraying all over his face, his shaved head, down his torso.  Dripping down his arms, his legs.  The scent of her piss made his cock want to rise, and he had to fight hard to keep it soft, even as his gasps for breath snuffled the droplets of her pee, noisily, into his nostrils.  His mouth tightened with the effort, of remaining soft... and quiet...  Suppressing the need to open his mouth, and feel the long, warm stream against his tongue, down his throat, warming his insides, soothing him...  All denied...  Denied, and dribbling down his chin and neck, onto the floor... cooling...

"Now," Mistress said, "Clean up this mess.  With your tongue, slave.  Every drop.  Lick it up -- but you're NOT allowed to swallow!"  She chuckled.  "Your punishment.  Spit EVERY drop into the toilet.  Then do your usual clean-up."  She reached a hand into the bathwater and splashed it a couple of times.  "And wash yourself up.  You're disgusting!  You can use TWO handfuls of my bathwater, no more!"

"Yes, Mistress," vomit answered.

"Did I say you could speak?"  Mistress raised her hand, ready to deliver a blow if the slave replied.  Wisely, he only shook his head.  Good.  She wasn't feeling kindly enough to the little slug to hurt her hand enough to punish him.

The slave leaned forward, and began licking Mistress Black's pee off the floor tiles.  Getting a mouthful, crawling over to the toilet, spitting.

Of course, since he was of no use for dressing her, Mistress had to put on her bathrobe herself.  He would suffer more for that... later...

She walked out the door, down the hall, to the living room.  Her easy chair was properly arranged, with a glass of Chablis and a small plate of grapes and cheese.  Mistress eased herself down into the chair, enjoying the soft embrace of the smooth leather surface.

"Would Mistress like this slave to brush out her hair?"

The voice came from behind Mistress Black.  Her new slave, Sheila.  The young auburn-haired woman didn't have a slave name, yet.  She had not yet shown Mistress, what she would find to be truly demeaning.

"You will kneel in front of me, before you dare speak to me, slave," Mistress replied.  "Bring the riding crop from the wall behind you."

In a moment, Sheila appeared before Mistress, in a tight French maid's uniform, made entirely of rubber.  The skirt was short, not quite long enough to cover her closely shaved pussy in front, nor her smooth, round buttocks in back.  She knelt in front of the chair, arms extended up and forward, holding the riding crop high and horizontal.

"Not quite level, slave," Mistress chided her.  "Which end should be higher?  THINK!  Correct it, NOW!"

Flustered, Sheila looked up at the riding crop, trying to figure which hand needed to be raised.

"Eyes DOWN!  Learn to do it by feel!" Mistress Black commanded.

Sheila looked at the rug beneath her, carefully imagining what her hands must look like.  Right side higher, she guessed... hoped...  She raised the left side, just a little.  And waited.  She could hear the clock over the mantle, counting off the seconds.  Tick, one...  Tick, two...  Had she gotten it right?

Suddenly, she felt the crop removed from her hands.

"Better..." Mistress began, "but not high enough."  Thwack!  She struck Sheila's left hand, the blow stinging against her knuckles.  "You will try harder, next time."

"Y--"  Sheila cut herself off before getting too far with her response of "Yes, Mistress."  She pressed her lips tightly together and nodded.

"Good girl," said Mistress.  "Now, straddle my right foot.  Push your pussy down onto it."  Sheila walked forward on her knees, and sank down onto Mistress' foot.  "That's right, get it deep up inside there."

Mistress gently stroked Sheila's left cheek with the riding crop, teasing her.  Then the right cheek, as she sank deeper onto Mistress' toes, wiggled her hips, then sank further, her own buttocks pressed against the backs of her high-heeled pumps.  Mistress wiggled her toes, and Sheila gasped, trying to hold her hips still.  Staring at the floor, struggling NOT to look at Mistress' strong, smooth thighs.  Mistress Black pushed her foot up... and down... up... and down...  Tears formed in Sheila's eyes, as she tried to suppress the need to squeal, to moan...  Up... and down...  Suddenly, she felt a pulling, a drawing, as Mistress removed her foot from Sheila's cunt.

"I need a foot massage, slave," Mistress said, still caressing Sheila's face, one side then the other, with the riding crop.  "With your tongue, and your fingers.  Down on the floor, NOW, and please your mistress!"

"Y--"  Ohhh, so hard to stop speaking!  Sheila dropped immediately, face to Mistress' wet foot, and began kneading her toes, squeezing, licking and kissing.  Tasting her own juices on Mistress' foot.

vomit appeared from the next room, smelling slightly of strawberry bubble bath, crawling across the floor and carrying a cell phone.  He stopped near Mistress' chair, still looking downward, and held the phone up to Mistress.

"Who is it?" Mistress demanded.  "Answer, slave."

"It is MzDominica, Mistress," vomit replied.  He still held the phone high, and Mistress Black could see from the display that the "mute" button was activated.  She took the phone from vomit, and he curled to the floor in a little ball, awaiting instructions.

A click of the button, and Mistress Black answered, pleasantly.  "Hello, MzDominica!  How are you?"

"I am fine, Mistress Black.  Thanks for asking.  You are well too?"

"Oh yes!  Just enjoying a quiet evening at home."  Sheila had completely cleaned all her juices off Mistress Black's right foot.  Mistress slapped the girl's buttock with the crop, and presented her left foot, wiggling her toes slightly.  She was pleased when Sheila crawled forward again, rose upward, and pushed her cunt down onto Mistress' left foot, eyes on the floor.

"Mmmmm... I'm sure it's a lot like MY quiet evenings at home," Dominica replied.  "I wanted to talk about the slaves you have been sending my way."

"Yes...?" Mistress Black replied.

"They have been very responsive!  And very helpful with the spring planting, and tending crops through the summer..."

"I'm glad to hear that!"

"Yes...  A session or two in your 'decompression chambers,' and they somehow find themselves taking a long drive up in the mountains, looking for a vacation for a week or two."  MzDominica chuckled.  "Of course, once they've been here a while, and I've got them thoroughly trained, I send them back out!  With more... complicated tasks to perform..."

"Then our agreement is working out!" Mistress Black concluded.

There was a brief silence at the other end of the phone.

"Mistress Black," Dominica continued.  "Since fall began, the number of new slaves has been dropping...  Are you experiencing some kind of a problem?"

"No..." Mistress Black replied, "no problems.  The relaxation chambers are working fine, and business is great, at all 800 of my franchises."

"Then why have the slaves stopped coming?" Dominica asked.

Mistress Black pulled her left foot out of Sheila's pussy, and gently tapped the back of her head with the riding crop.  The girl knelt down on all fours and began kneading and sucking Mistress' left foot.

"I'm surprised to hear that," Mistress Black said, flatly.  "I'll have to check into it."

Another pause at the other end.

"Please do," MzDominica continued.  "I have a large harvest that needs to be gotten in!"

"Certainly, MzDominica," Mistress Black said.  "I'm glad you brought this to my attention.  Mmmmm... I need to hang up now, something's come up."

"Of course," said MzDominica.  "I'll talk to you later."

Mistress Black pressed the button to disconnect, and tapped the cell phone on the top of vomit's bald head.  He reached up and took the phone.  Mistress then returned her attentions to the panting maid in front of her.  She laughed, quietly.

A thousand miles away, MzDominica pressed a button on her phone.  She looked at her accountant, who knelt at her feet, also awaiting orders.  "Find out what's going on," she said.

"Yes, Mistress," the slave replied.  He crawled out of Dominica's office, through the tiny slave door.  Once inside his own office, he stood up, picked up his own phone, and dialed a number.  "This is 27.  You must obey Dominica.  Execute protocol 77."

"I must obey Dominica," came the voice from the other end.  "It will be done."

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More to come, later!

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Little Boss Dominatrix

Jolly1 on BDSM Stories

Danny met Regina at his work after he'd been there awhile.  She had less seniority than him but she made it clear that she was a leader.  Often he caught her ordering other lost people around even if they were higher ranked than her.    Well, some people would rather be led than to lead.  She bossed him around too in her little five foot four frame.  She weighed 120 and had sandy blond hair with a nice firm butt on her.  At 29 years of age she had already knocked out three kids.  One day when she was really in one of her bitchy bossy moods Danny asked her "You could probably be a dominatrix couldn't you?"  "Oh definitely," she quickly answered and then asked &quo

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t;You'd probably like that wouldn't you?"  Danny hesitated a second only to answer her question by his reaction.  "You know it baby," he laughed.

Well, as things would have it Regina moved up the seniority pole fastly by becoming a supervisor.  She was placed in a different area from Danny and he didn't get to see her that often.  After about three months Danny was working in the area right next to the machines Regina was supervising.  Danny noticed her talking with another supervisor at about thirty yards in front of him.  She moved a bit and her top portion was covered up by the machine she was leaning against.  From the waist down was all Danny could see.  For the first time he noticed that she had a really prominent looking plump crotch on her.  The definite outlines of her extended mound was plain to see.    He then concluded that after three kids this was expected.  Staring at her mid-section in a day dream, Danny didn't realize that he was staring a little too hard and Regina in her intelligence quickly saw where he was looking.  She approached him smiling real big and asked him "Why don't you come work on this machine with me?  I'll make sure you get plenty of work to keep you busy."  He didn't have a chance to answer because Regina was called back to her machine. 

About five or six hours later toward the end of his shift Danny saw Regina walking towards him again.  He couldn't help but take a quick glance down at her puffy pussy poking out, and of course she caught him but held the smile back through her tough discipline.  "I'm gonna need you to go to the other side of the factory Danny and gather five boxes of paper for the printer."   So Danny took off to the far corner of the factory in a little remote area behind a bunch of stacked pallets.  There was an old office there that had now been turned into a storage room.  He entered the room and zig-zagged his way through the borders and wood to the stacked boxes of printer paper.  He heard the door close behind him and turned to see Regina with a shit eating grin before him.  She let her hand graze over her pussy mound to signal what she wanted.

Danny backed himself up into a corner as she sexily swayed towards him.  "Show me how much you want it.  You've been staring at it all day," Regina said in a low but forcefull voice.  Standing before his five foot ten stature Regina looked short at five foot four but made it up with the way she carried herself.  Danny dropped to his knees and Regina swiftly had her female privates right in his face.  "Kiss it all over like a good submissive boy," she sexually teased and grabbed his skull forcing it into her meaty crotch.  Danny pulled at each of her plump pussy lips with his mouth causing her to get excited.  "I want to see you jack that meat while I lower my jeans," Regina growled and then began stripping from the waist down after kicking off her loafers.

After he had his hard dick out and his jeans around his ankles Regina threw him a curve after unbuttoning and unzipping she stopped before lowering her jeans.  "Kiss my feet slave," she ordered at which he promptly got on.  "You always knew I was a dominatrix at heart," she moaned and then added "and I always knew you wanted me to dominate you."  Sucking her toes now with earnest Regina then commanded Danny "Now pull my jeans down but not my panties."  He admired her white cotton lace panties with a sexy looking bulge poking out.  "Now remove my panties and keep jerking off."  He did so to reveal a sandy blond pussy with more brown hair mixed in with the dirty blond pubes.   "Take a good look at my cunt worm, your gonna be up to your ears in it in a second."  Regina then mashed Danny's mouth over her chubby pussy and began rotating her hips in wide circles to his lapping efforts.  "Eat my hot pussy good boy...yeah...just like that."  For twenty minutes or so they kept at it until Regina's dam broke and she flood his mouth and face with her tangy pussy juices, just as Danny shot his load across the factory floor.  Unknown to both of them bull-dyke Lou watched it all off in a corner

Making Michelle A Sex Slave Chapter 1

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Chapter 1

Making Michelle A Sex Slave

        When Michelle woke up today she thought it would be just one of her normal days like usual.  She never realized how wrong she was.  Today it seemed like any other day to her until she noticed her new neighbor moving in next door.

        At 35 yrs old, 5’ 10”, 150 lbs, blue eyes and a smile that was so damned misleading, Michelle was by no means unattractive. 

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With her long blonde hair that was almost to her ass and boobs that made a lot of woman jealous, she knew she looked good, even though she was 20 lbs over weight in her mind, but she could get pretty much any man that she wanted.  The worst part about her was that she was a total bitch to just about everyone.  It didn’t matter who you were.  If you crossed her at the wrong time, which could be anytime of the day, she was bound to treat you like shit.  She was proud of herself though.  To her being a bitch was the only way to get what you wanted in life and if someone’s feelings got hurt it didn’t matter to her.

        When she finally climbed out of bed she stripped down and stood in front of the mirror admiring her body.  It was almost an everyday ritual for her.  She would stand there and push and pull her boobs together and apart, pinch them, rub them and anything else that she might think of.  Next she would run her hands down over the rest of her body making sure to touch every inch of it.  She was pretty much in love with herself.

        Once she was finished, she would get dressed and then make herself some breakfast.  Most of the time it was two eggs, two pieces of bacon with a slice of toast and some milk or orange juice.  Today she decided to just have a bagel with cream cheese and strawberry jelly along with some cranberry juice.

        Once she was finished with breakfast she would go outside so she could take her usual morning walk.  Everyone she knew didn’t understand why she took those walks in the morning because it didn’t help her one damned bit even though she said it was helping her loose weight.

        Michelle finally arrived back at her house about 30 minutes later and noticed that someone was moving in next to her.  She just had to know who it was so she headed straight over there.  Once she arrived at the new neighbors’ driveway she spotted Derek coming outside from carrying some boxes in.

        Michelle started getting wet just from the site of him.  She couldn’t believe that someone like this was moving in next to her.  That right there began to give her all kinds of ideas.

        Derek wasn’t expecting to find someone outside his house waiting for him but he was actually glad that he did.  When he saw Michelle standing there he was already thinking about how he was going to get her in his bed after he had his fun with her. 

        Derek was 29 yrs old, 6’ 2’, 195 lbs, brown curly hair, blue eyes and a body that was damned muscular; he could get any girl he wanted, even if he didn’t want them.  The one thing about Derek that nobody ever figured out was that he could read people very easily. 

        Michelle walked up to him and introduced herself.  “Hi.”  Michelle said with a huge smile on her face.  “I’m Michelle.  I live in the house next to you.”  She extended her hand out to Derek who immediately took a hold of it with his.

         “Hello, I’m Derek.  Well as you can see I’m just starting to move in over here.”  He kept looking over her whole body.  He could already see that she was one of those girls who thought she was better than every other girl around.  That right there he didn’t like.  He knew right away that he was going to have to change that in her.

        “Well I hope you like it here.  It’s a really nice neighborhood to live in.  You just have to watch out for some of the people around here.”  Michelle said to Derek while looking all around her as if someone might hear what she was saying.

        Derek thought to him self.  “Yeah I would say that one of them is standing right here in front of me.”  She might be able to fool other people but she sure as hell wasn’t going to fool him.

        “Well I guess I’ll have to keep an eye out for them.  Well I better get back to unloading the rest of the truck.  If you’re not busy tomorrow maybe you can come over and have dinner with me.

        Michelle wasn’t surprised that he was already inviting her over for dinner tomorrow night.  She was completely certain that it would happen.  She didn’t know that he had more in store for her than just dinner and maybe some sex.  Oh hell no.  There was definitely going to be more.  He just had to wait and see how long it would take to control her. 

        Once she was back at her house she got ready to go to work for the next 10 hrs.  The whole time she would be wondering what tomorrow night was going to be like.

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        The next day Derek had everything in its place in his new house.  He had thought about yesterday when Michelle came over.  Apparently she never noticed that for the last week Derek has been over there getting some changes made to some of the house.  One of the things he changed was one of the bedrooms which he painted completely black and red.  The carpet that was in there was replaced with a deep plush red carpet.  The window’s he covered with red curtains that where then covered with black lace panels.  In the center of the room he set up a 4 post bed.  This wasn’t your usual 4 post bed.  This one had connectors fastened to each post.  Each connector was about a foot apart from the next one.  There were 4 to each post.  When he made the bed he put red satin sheets with black satin pillow cases. 

       Over along the opposite wall from the bed was a tall cabinet.  On the top part were 2 doors that swung out away from each other.  Inside those doors were his tools for pleasure and pain. 

       On the right and left side of the cabinet hung razor straps, a split leather slapper, crops, canes and ticklers.

       On the very back wall of the cabinet hung an assortment of wrist and ankle restraints, collars and other assorted items.

       Sitting in the center of the upper part of the cabinet Derek had a small metal box that he kept an assortment of nipple clamps in ranging from a set of Japanese nipple clamps that would tighten the more you moved around or pulled on the chain, to spiked, weighted and vibrating ones that you could adjust the speed of them.

        In the one drawer he kept an assortment of erotic leather clothing for the one being punished.   Then in the other drawer were the masks, hoods and other assorted leather garments that he might decide to wear if he chose to. 

        Finally, the room was just the way he wanted it.

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        At 6 pm Michelle headed over to Derek’s house.  She wasn’t exactly sure of what to expect over there.  She could already smell the aroma of the food that he was cooking and which assured her that dinner was going to be really good.  She arrived at the door and rang the bell.

        When Derek opened the door he was amazed at how beautiful she was.  He almost forgot his plans for that night. 

        Michelle was wearing a light blue dress that wasn’t cut very low but with the size of her breast’s it seemed lower than it really was.  The dress was just long enough to come too just above her knees so it left her calves completely exposed.

Finally he snapped out of the trance she seemed to be putting him under and went back to how that night was going to be.  He immediately knew he was going to enjoy this evening.

        Derek welcomed her inside.  “Come in Michelle.  Dinner will be ready in about 15 minutes.  If you want, you can have a seat her in the living room.  I hope you don’t mind but I took the liberty of just going ahead and making dinner without asking you exactly what you like.”

        “Oh that’s just fine Derek.  From what I could smell from outside it smells delicious.  There really isn’t a lot of food that I don’t like so I’m sure I will love what you made.”

        “That’s good to hear.  By the way, you look really beautiful tonight.”  Derek said while looking at her breasts and imagining the things he could and would do to them.

        Michelle actually felt herself blush but she knew that with the make-up she was wearing there was no way Derek would be able to notice.  “Well thank you Derek.  You’re just too sweet.”  Michelle gave him the look that she would give men. It always seemed to make them forget what they were doing.  She could see it was having some affect on him.     

        Derek could feel himself getting pulled into her trance and almost had to slap himself.  “Damn. I’m the one who is supposed to be controlling her.  Not her controlling me.  Derek started looking Michelle completely over this time instead of just her breasts.  Just the thought of what he was going to do to her tonight was getting him aroused.    He had to excuse himself for a few minutes so his cock would go back down.  If it would have gotten any harder he would have been in the bathroom or his bedroom stroking furiously.

        When Derek came back into the living room he announced that dinner was ready and offered her his arm and then escorted her to the table where everything was already served on the plates and the wine had already been poured in lead crystal glasses.

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        Once dinner was over and everything washed and put away they went and sat in the living room on the couch.  Michelle noticed a slight change in the way Derek was acting.  She noticed that he was starting to get a little more forceful in what he was saying to her.  Like instead of asking her if she wanted more wine he would just tell her to drink some more.  After several glasses of it she was starting to feel light headed.

        Derek noticed how the wine was starting to affect her and started to move forward with his plan.  He reached over and pulled her towards him.  His mouth just inches away from hers.  He could see that he startled her by the look on her face but she never attempted to pull away from him.  It was very apparent that she wanted to fuck with him but before any of that would ever happen she was going to have to be a good slave and do what she was told.

        Derek stood up from the couch and commanded her to stay where she was.  He was only half way to the hall that led to his special room when he heard her get up off the couch.  Derek turned around towards her.  “I see you will need to be trained.  Your definitely not one for doing as your told.”

        “You don’t tell me what to do.”  Michelle told him. While having some trouble standing because of all the wine she drank.

        Derek turned away and headed down the hall to the room.  When he returned he had a black leather collar, with red hearts inlayed down the center and lined with red suede.  On the front of it was a 2” O-ring for attaching a leash and the on the back was a silver pad lock.  Derek removed the lock and threw the collar to Michelle and ordered her to put it on.

        Michelle stood there in shock.  She couldn’t believe that he wanted her to wear this thing.  She threw the collar over on the couch.  “Hell no, I’m not putting that damned thing on.  The only thing that I am going to do is go home.”  With that said Michelle started to head for the door.  Before she had even took three steps she felt a sharp sting across her ass.  She let out a scream from the pain and spun around.  Just two feet from her was Derek.  In his hand was a 24” flogger.  It was black and tan with 20 leather falls hanging from the handle.  She never saw it in his hand when he returned to the living room.  She figured he must have been hiding it behind his back.

        “Now are you going to be a good girl or do I have to flog your ass again?”  Derek said while holding the flogger in both hands and pulling the leather flogs tight.  “You seem to want to be a bad girl.  I guess if that’s how you want to be then I guess you will have to be punished.”  Derek started to head for her with his arm cocked back. 

       “Ok! Ok!”  Michelle almost screamed at him.  This was really starting to scare the shit out of her.  “She started heading for the couch.  When she got there she picked up the collar, in trembling hands and put it around her neck and fastened it.  “There are you happy now.” She said in an angry tone.

        “Silence slave.  You don’t speak unless I say so and you most certainly don’t speak to me in that tone of voice.  Now turn around.”

        Michelle did as she was told.  Once her back was facing Derek she felt him roughly push her hair out of the way and attach the lock.

        “Now turn back around.” 

        Michelle started to say something but decided that maybe she should just be quiet. 

        “Lift your head up.”  When Michelle lifted her head up Derek attached an 18” leash to the collar and started to lead her towards the room.

        Michelle started to pull away when Derek headed down the hall, pulling her right behind him.  Without any warning she saw Derek turn around and then felt the leather straps across her thigh.  She could feel the whelps already starting to rise up on her skin.  Finally she quit pulling and followed Derek to wherever he was taking her.

        When Derek got to the door he pushed it open.  “Get in there and don’t waste any time.”

        Michelle almost ran in the room just to make sure she wouldn’t get hit with that thing again.  Once she was in there she froze in fear of what she was looking at.  It was hard for her to believe that this man was into this kind of stuff.

        Once in the room Derek locked the door so she would have no escape.  He then headed over to the cabinet, pulling Michelle roughly behind him. Once over there he opened up one of the drawers to find something that he thought would look good on her.  He pulled out a Black Swirl Corsette Harness, Fishnet Stockings, a black pair of 4” high heeled shoes that he was almost certain would fit her and a pair of Crotchless Leather Thong underwear.  He threw them to her and told her to change into them.

        You can change right over there in that bathroom but you can’t close the door.  I will be standing right outside.  I suggest you hurry.  You only have about 5 minutes.  For every minute longer you will be punished.  Now go and do as I say.”

        Michelle started to head for the bathroom when she was suddenly pulled back hard which actually hurt her neck a little.

        “Slave, what do you say after I tell you to do something?”

        “Yes sir.”  Michelle said to Derek.

        “No.  You say yes Master.  That is what you say.  Now come over here.”

        “Yes Master.”  Michelle walked over to him.  She felt his hand under her chin and push her head up a little so he could undo the leash.

        “Now you can go change.  That should make it a little easier for you, now get moving.”

        “Yes Master.  I will go and change for you.”

        “Good girl.  You’re starting to learn.”

        Once Michelle was in the bathroom Derek started to pull his clothes off and put on a leather jock strap with a red stripe down along the crotch that could be easily removed to reveal a slit for easy access to his cock and a Guillotine Hood to add the perfect affect of adding a little mystery and fear to all of this.  He knew that when she came out of there and saw him dressed like this it would add just enough terror in her eyes to make him happy.

        When Michelle walked out of the bathroom she had her arms covering her breasts.  She was feeling really ashamed of the way she was dresses and was worried about what Derek had planned for her.  Once she noticed him standing there wearing the black leather thong and the hood, she almost ran back in the bathroom but she didn’t want him getting upset with her and beating her with that thing anymore.  She wasn’t sure how long she was in the bathroom changing but she was certain it was longer than he wanted.

        “I see you’re finally finished.  Now get over here in front of me.”

        Michelle did as she was told.  As soon as she had walked over to Derek, he commanded her to hold out both arms in front of her.  When she did that he attached wrist restraints to both wrists and then ankle restraints to her ankles.  She noticed that all the restraints had the same design of red heart inlays on the collar.

        “Now get over there and stand at the foot of the bed.”  Derek commanded. 

        “Yes Master.”  Michelle was shaking all over.

        Derek came over to the bed and lifted her arms up and connected the restraints to the top of the two posts and then her ankles at the bottom.

        “Why are you doing this to me?”  Michelle asked and then she remembered what she didn’t say.  She knew what was coming next.

        Derek already had the flogger in his hand.

        “CRACK!!!!” 

        That one was right across her bare ass.  Derek reached out with one hand and ran his fingers across the whelps that the strips of leather made on her skin.

        “I see that you have already forgotten you manners wench.  What a shame.  Derek went back over to the cabinet and pulled out a little box.  He carried it over to the bed and set it down.  Slowly he opened it to reveille several sets of nipple clips.

        When Michelle saw what was in there she remembered one of her friends telling her that her boyfriend put some of them on her and that the damned things hurt.  “Master I’m sorry.  Please Master I won’t do it again.  I will be a good wench for you and do as I am told.”  She was begging.  That was something she has never done in her life.

        “It’s a little late for that now slave.”  Derek pulled out a set and clamped them to both of her nipples. 

        They didn’t hurt at first but them she realized that there were adjusters on them so he could make them tighter or loosen them up.  Apparently they were loose because when he started turning the little knob on them she could feel the pain start to go through her.

        Michelle almost screamed but stopped herself.  She stood there hoping that the pain would go away.  Then she noticed that he reached back in the box and pulled out one more nipple clip.  She started to wonder what the hell he was going to do with that one.  She watched as he tightened it a little and then clipped it to his tongue to check how tight it was going to be.

        “That will work nicely.  He said to her.  Next he started to reach between her spread legs and started to rub her clit.  He discovered that she was already wet and her clit was sticking out nicely.  “I see you must like this.  What a naughty girl you are.”  He said to her.  Then he reached towards her clit and attached the clamp.  She could already feel it vibrating.

        Michelle fought from trying to pull away so she stood as still as she could.  Yes she was wet.  She didn’t understand why.  This is something she thought was totally weird and never looked as if it was something she would be interested in trying.  All of a sudden she felt the clip that he just attached to her clit start to vibrate.  Michelle let out a moan that felt like it came from the bottom of her toes.

        “Oh I see you like that too.  What am I going to do with you? I know exactly what you need.”  Derek walked back over to the cabinet and pulled out a paddle made of solid wood.  “Looks like you cute little ass just isn’t red enough.”

        Michelle looked over her shoulder to see what he was planning to do.  She didn’t like what she saw.  She watched as Derek walked back over to her and started to rub the paddle across her already sore, bare ass.  The wood was cold against her skin, which made her shiver.  Then she felt the first strike of the wood against her ass with two more just seconds apart.

     SMACK!!   SMACK!!   SMACK!!      

        Derek gave her three good swats with the paddle.  He was completely enjoying how her ass would jiggle every time the paddle would come in contact with her skin.  With every swat of the paddle his cock wound get a little harder.  He could hear her try and muffle her cry’s from each of the swats, but he was also hearing little moans escape from her lips after every cry.

        Derek moved directly behind her.  He took the paddle and leaned it over to the side of the bed and then placed both of his hands on her red and extremely soar ass.  He could feel every raised welt from the flogging that he had given her.  With every movement of his hands he would hear Michelle start to whimper.  He knew right away that he was a little rougher than he should have been but that was okay though.  After a day or so the pain wouldn’t be so bad.  The one problem that she was going to have, was trying to sit down for the next day or so.  That actually put a smile on his face.  It would be a good reminder of the way she didn’t listen.  He really didn’t mean to make it hurt as much as it did but sometimes he would just get completely lost in all the fun he was having.

        Michelle was really confused.  She was in pain but she was actually starting to enjoy it.  To her that didn’t make any sense.  She had read about this kind of thing but never thought it would happen to her.  She could feel something start to run down the inside of her legs.  First she thought that maybe he had beat her so bad that she was bleeding but when she looked down she realized what it was.  She actually had an orgasm and didn’t realize it had happened.

        Derek looked down and noticed what had happened.  He’s never done this with a woman that would have an orgasm that soon on the first time.  He figured she was really starting to get into it.

        “Ah I see my little slave is starting to really enjoy this.  Does my little slave want her Master to do anything for her? If you asked nicely I just might do it.”

        Michelle really needed to have his cock in her.  She knew she had cum already but she was still so wet that the only way to take care of that was for him to fuck her hard.

        “Master, my pussy is so wet.  Would you please fuck my pussy?  It really needs it.  I promise to be a good girl and do as I am told.”

        “How bad do you want me to fuck your pussy my horny little slave?”

        “Please Master I need to feel you inside me.  Fuck me like the little slave bitch I am.  I know your hard cock would feel so good inside me.”  Michelle would have been on her knees begging if she wasn’t chained to the bed posts like she is.

        “No.  I will not fuck you.  I don’t think you have been good enough to deserve the feeling of my cock inside your pussy.  This is what you will do to receive what you’re begging for.  You will go to work with this in your pussy.”

        “What is that Master?” Michelle asked, hoping she hadn’t spoken when she wasn’t supposed too.

        “This is a vibrating egg.  It’s one of the newest ones on the market.  I hook it to my laptop and program it to start vibrating for how long, how intense and for when I want it too.  The best part is that you will never know when it will start until its too late.”

        Michelle wasn’t sure about this idea.  She didn’t need that thing shoved up inside her and then it starts vibrating in the middle of the office or in a meeting. 

        “Hell I can just take it out and then put it back in before I get home.  Derek, or should I say my Master will never know.”  She thought to herself.

        “Tonight you will go home and then come back here in the morning at 6:30.  I will have everything programmed for tomorrow.  Do you understand?”

        “Yes Master.  I’m your slave to have and do with as you please.”  Michelle was starting to enjoy this even more but she wasn’t exactly pleased about doing what someone told her to do.

        “If you’re a good girl and do as you’re told, then maybe I won’t have to punish you again.”

        Derek finally started unlocking the restraints on her wrists and ankles.  He watched as she rubbed her wrists were the restraints had been.  He could see the outline from them on her skin.  “Now go change into your clothes you wore over here.”

        Once free, Michelle walked back into the bathroom to get her clothes and put them back on.  She started to take off the crotchless leather thong when she heard Derek tell her to leave them on.

        “They are not to come off.  You will wear them home tonight and sleep in them.  When you come back tomorrow I will have a different pair for you to wear to work.  If your wondering if they will be crotchless like these, the answer is no.  I want to make sure that your new toy won’t be able to come out until you come back over here tomorrow.  The only thing you can remove is the three nipple clips and the coresette.  Tomorrow you will wear the fishnet stocking to work along with the shoes so just wear them home tonight and then wear them back in the morning.  The only think you can remove tonight are the shoes.  Do you completely understand?  If I think you removed anything else, anytime tonight, I will give you 5 lashes tomorrow.  Do I make my self clear slave?”

        “Yes master you are perfectly clear.  I promise that I will not remove anything anytime tonight except for the shoes.”

        “Now finish getting dressed so you can go back to your place.”

        Once Michelle had left his house Derek started getting the egg ready for tomorrow.  He sat there smiling because he already knew what it was going to be like for while she is at work.  He could hardly wait for when she came back over so he would be able to remove the egg.

        “Tomorrow is going to be very interesting.”  Derek said to himself.

 

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Ice Machine

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As she gets up from the bed she rubs her wrists where the restraints were and mentions how sore her tits are from the rough treatments they just received.  Immediately she realizes what she said and apologizes but it is too late...she sees the smug smile on her Master's face.  "Get up".  As soon as she is on her feet her blouse is thrown at her and she is told, "put it on".  She puts the blouse on staring into his intense eyes wondering what he has in mind and finding herself not caring. He tells her to unbutton the blouse as far as she would ever dare and she is amazed at how easily she responds.  He walks over and looks at her and just unbuttons one more button.  She reaches for her skirt and it is pulled from her.  He pulls on his

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pants, and hands her the ice bucket and heads towards the door.  She freezes for a moment as she sees herself in the mirror, the blouse undone so far her tits are clearly visible, the blouse so short it ever so barely covers her clean shaven and recently well used pussy.  His clearing of his throat gets her going towards the door.  Her head on a swivel as they go down the hallway..jerking from side to side with every noise.  Reaching the end of the hallway he grabs her by the hair and pulls her into the vending area and pushes her towards the ice machine.  "Put your hands on either side of the opening and keep you hands flat on the machine..no matter what happens".  She assumes the commanded position..and she feels his fingers inside her pulling her back..leaning her harder against the machine.  "Spread your legs".  Once again..she just obliges almost involuntarily.  She hears the soft but stern whisper.."MINE!" in her ear..and can only watch as he grabs an ice cube from the machine...and sucks the frost off of it.  He then slides it in a slow circular motion around each of her tits, carefully avoiding the nipples each time.  The next ice cube is used in the same circular motion but this time it is only on each nipple.  Her head swivels when she sees the stranger standing in the hallway ice bucket in hand.  "C'mon in...its okay...she knows better then to move".  She hears the words and they don't penetrate until she feels the stranger just play with her tits as he gets his ice.  At first he seems hesitant but when she doesn't move he gets far more physical manhandling her tits.  The stranger takes his time but he slowly fills up the ice bucket and leaves.  She takes a deep breath...but when she feels her Master's hands on her pussy..she turns to see the stranger still watching in the hallway.  She feels her blouse lifted revealing her bare ass...and as she stares at the stranger she feels herself entered..and just pounded...harder and harder.  She can only watch as the stranger undoes his pants and she watches as he starts stroking his cock.  After being pounded and pounded, she feels her hair pulled and the words "on your knees".  She can't take her eyes off the stranger as he is waved towards you.  She kneels there looking at her Master's cock dripping with cum from her pussy and she begs suck on it.  With permisson granted she hears "can I".  Her hair is pulled back and the stranger cums all over her face...as she turns back..her Master cums all over her face..

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Naruto 3

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Hinata heard him scream because she knew he seen the collar. Hinata why did you put this on me. "So everyone know I own you bitch. Now get over here and take my pants and panties off." Naruto went over to Hinata and took her pants and panties off. She laid down and Naruto started eating her pussy, sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy. Hinata was moaning as Naruto slide two finger into her pussy and sucking on her clit. Hinata was smiling because she knew Naruto would be hard all day. Hinata was moaning and wrapped her legs around his head. "Oh yes that feels wonderful bitch.' Hinata started moaning as she had her orgasm. She unwrapped her legs and Naruto stood up getting ready to fuck her. "Ok bitch get dressed we need to go to training." Hinata but I ha

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ven't cum yet. Hinata grabbed the belt and started hitting him. "What did I just tell you to do bitch." Naruto started to get dressed. After they were dress and outside they went their different ways, as Hinata was smiling knowing Naruto was hers.

Naruto got to training, when Sakura saw he was wearing a collar."So your Hinata bitch I see Naruto." Shut up Sakura. After training everyone notice Naruto collars. No one would talk to him still. Hinata caught up to him and grabbed his hand. Everyone just gave them a dirty look. No one could believe that the Hyuuga family would allow Hinata to be with Naruto. "Naruto I can't wait until we get back to your place." Hinata said. " Why is that Hinata?' Naruto said. "Because I'm going to fuck your brains out bitch." Hinata said. Naruto was walking with her thinking of how he could switch it where he was in charge instead of Hinata.

When they got back to his place Hinata pushed him onto the bed as she got undressed."Get undress bitch." Hinata said. Naruto starts to get undressed. Hinata pushes Naruto onto the bed, as she bend down and starts sucking on his cock. As Hinata is sucking harder and faster she puts her pussy in his face. Naruto started sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy bring her off as she sucked him hard. Once she was satisfied she got up off of him. Hinata was standing there looking down at him. When she got dress and walked out. Naruto ran after her," why are you leaving Hinata?"Naruto said. "Because I want to leave."Hinata Said." But I only made you cum once. "Naruto said."SO what. "Hinata said. "Normally I make you cum 4 to 5 times before you leave Hinata. "Naruto said."Then say it bitch. " Hinata said.Naruto whisper's "I'm Hinata bitch." Naruto said. "What I can hear you bitch.' Hinata said. He says it a little louder. "You better speak where I can hear you bitch." Hinata said Naruto yells out "I'm Hinata bitch." "That's better."Hinata said. Hinata walked back into Naruto place. Hinata gets undress and lay's on the bed. "Now get over here and fuck me bitch."


Naruto slides is cock into her pussy fucking her harder and faster. "Hinata can you please take this collar off please." Hinata was moaning close to having another orgasm. "No bitch I'm not taking off your collar that marks you as mine so get use to it." Hinata said." yes Hinata I am yours." Naruto said. Hinata started having her second orgasm. When there was a knock at the door. "Get off of me Bitch." Hinata said. Naruto get up and answer the door. "Who is it?" Naruto said. "Open the door bitch," Neji Said.

Naruto let Neji in. "Neji what do you want?" Hinata said. "Your father was wondering why you haven't been home?" Neji said. " I been using my bitch and just been falling asleep over here." Hinata said."Ok I will tell your father, but if he tells me to come back and get you. Your going have to leave and come home." Neji said."Ok Neji bitch will just have to fuck me faster then. Hinata said. Neji started to leave as Naruto got back to fucking Hinata.Hinata was moaning and tell Naruto to fuck her harder and faster. Naruto was slamming his cock into her as hard as he can. After Hinata came three more times. They were laying in bed when there was a knock on the door. "Go answer the door bitch." Hinata said.Naruto open the door and let Neji in."Hinata you need to get dress. We need to get home." Neji said "Ok Neji" Hinata said. Hinata got up and started getting dressed. "Bitch you are not to leave until I get here tomorrow." Hinata said. "Yes Hinata I will stay here until you get here." Naruto said. Hinata and Neji walk out as Naruto lays down in the bed and go to sleep.

Hinata show's up at Naruto's. She walks in and slaps him across the face to wake him up. Naruto wake's up and looks at Hinata."Hinata do you want something?" Naruto said. "Yes there is something I want, but I have to make a decision to make first." Hinata said. " Can I help you with Hinata?" Naruto said. "No you can't Naruto." Hinata said. When Naruto get to his team. Sakura looks at Naruto and said "How do you like being Hinata bitch."What do you mean Sakura I'm not Hinata bitch." Naruto said. " I know you are her bitch Naruto, I talk to her everyday and I know you are wearing a collar saying Hinata bitch is on it." Sakura said. " Ok Sakura I am Hinata's bitch, but this morning she woke me and then left just said she had to think about something." Naruto said. " Do you know what she has to think about Naruto?" Sakura asked. " No I don't Sakura, she told me I couldn't help her with it." Naruto said. " I will go talk to her Naruto." Sakura said. Before Naruto could answer Sakura left to go find Hinata.

Sakura finds Hinata sitting on a bench thinking." Hinata what is wrong?" Sakura asked.
"Why do you asks Sakura?" Hinata asked. "Because I talked to Naruto and he told me you had to make a decision." Sakura said. "Yes I do and I don't know what to do Sakura." Hinata said. "What decision do you have to make Hinata maybe I can help?" Sakura asked. "Well I either have to decide to move in with Naruto or have him move in with me, but I don't want to leave with him yet though." Hinata said. "Hmm that is a hard decision to make, but if you move in with him then you can use him time you want right," Sakura said. "Yeah but then my father would sending Neji over to check up on me every once in awhile." Hinata said. "So you don't know what to do, what would you rather do live at Naruto place or at your father place Hinata?" Sakura asked."Well we will have to go there sooner or later but I would have more freedom at Naruto then I would at home." Hinata said. " Well I say it sounds like you already made up your mind Hinata." Sakura said. " Yea I know but what should I say to Naruto though?" Hinata asked. " Nothing he is yours so he has to live with it." Sakura said. "Thank you Sakura, you helped me out a lot." Hinata said as she ran off to tell her father her decision.

Hinata find her father. "Father I made my decision." Hinata told her father. "What is your decision Hinata?" Her father asked. "I'm going to move in with Naruto for now Father." Hinata said. "Ok Hinata just so you know I will have Neji check up on you every once in awhile, and you both will have to come to have dinner every once in awhile." Her father said. "Yes Father I understand." Hinata said. They start packing up her stuff to take it over to Naruto's. After they get everything packed they take it over to Naruto's. Hinata starts to unpack and her father leaves to go back home. Naruto hadn't seen Hinata all day he was wondering where she was at? He went home and saw that his place look different. Then he saw Hinata come out of the bathroom. "Hinata what is going on?" Naruto asked. "I moved in with you Naruto now I don't have to go home, because I live with you now." Hinata said. Naruto just stood there thinking.

"What are you thinking about Naruto?" Hinata asked."I wasn't planning on living with anyone right now Hinata." Naruto said. "Well I didn't ask what you wanted bitch, this was what I wanted. My choose's were either move in here or you move in with me, so I choose here." Hinata said. " Ok Hinata." Naruto said. He started to get undressed as he stared at Hinata. After he was naked Hinata sat down on the bed and spread her legs wide open. Naruto drop to his knees and crawled over to her and start sliding his tongue in and out of her pussy. He started sucking her clit as he slide two fingers into her pussy then she started having her orgasm. Hinata was sitting there looking down at Naruto, when she lay down and waited for Naruto to start fucking her.

Naruto got up and slide his cock into her pussy as he started fucking her harder and faster. "Oh god yes thats it fuck me harder bitch." Hinata said. Naruto was fucking her as hard as he could. When Hinata started having her second orgasm and Naruto was still fucking her. When Hinata told him. "Bitch get the fuck off of me and got to sleep."


Masters surprise

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The feel of a foot pushing against me woke me from my spot on the floor at Masters feet. "Wake up slut I have a surprise for you tonight." His voice chased the sleep induced fog from my brain as i sat up looking towards Him. "Sir?" i asked. "Go get dressed in what is on the bed for you and fetch your leash, I have plans for you tonight bitch." "Yes Sir" i exclaimed as i crawled back towards the room questions floating around in my mind as to what He had planned for the night. As i reached the bed and saw the black corset, leather mini skirt, wrist and ankle cuffs all laid out thoughts started running through my head and i felt heat spreading through me. As quickly as possible i dressed and returned to Him laying

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the leash in His lap. He reached out and scratched behind my ear "Good girl" He said as He hooked the leash to my collar. He then pulled me to my feet, loaded me in the van and drove off into the night. Part of me wanted to ask where we were going and what He had planned but i knew until He was ready for me to know it would do no good so instead i sat quietly and waited. It wasn’t until He pulled up to a well lit house that He even spoke. "Slut you will behave as yourself in a fashion that will please me and do as you are told without being told twice. Correct?" "Yes Sir i will do as i am told Sir." i answered quickly as I knew without even thinking about it that I would never do anything to displease Him if at all possible. He got out and walked around the van, open the door and took my leash in His hand and lead me towards the door.

Without even knocking He opened the door and lead me down a long hall to another door. Opening it I saw stairs leading down towards a basement. The further He lead me down the stairs the more i saw of the room. It turned out to be a huge well equipped dungeon complete with a cross, chains hanging from the ceiling and bolted in to the floor, a strange looking chair with restraints, what looked like a doctors examination table, a footstool bolted into the floor which also had restraints attached, and many other things which at the time over whelmed me. There was so much to see that at first i did not even notice the other people in the room until one of the ladies spoke. "So this it the slut who we get to enjoy tonight? Your right she does look like a whore who needs to learn her place and we can’t wait to get our hands on her." Hearing these words my steps faltered for a second as i looked towards Master only to see a sadistic grin flitter across His face. "Yes this is My little slutty whore. Have fun ladies." He said as He handed my leash over to a large female who sneered at me with a look of contempt in her eyes. She jerked me towards the center of the room where chains hung down from the ceiling. Two other female walked up grabbing my arms and jerked them over my head attaching the chains to my cuffs, they then bent down and hooked the chains bolted in the floor to my ankle cuffs. i looked frantically around the room until i spotted Master. He had sat down in a chair and was watching intently to what they were doing to me. i relaxed a little in knowing He was there and knew i was safe at least from being harmed. One of the women unhooked my corset while the other unzipped my skirt leaving me spread out in front of them naked except for my collar and cuffs. Before I could say a word a ball gag was crammed into my mouth and a blindfold covered my eyes. i started to shake because while i could hear many feet walking around me i had no idea exactly how many people were around me or what they were going to do.

Suddenly i thought i head something moving towards me just a second before the feel of a whip as it cracked against my bare ass. Even though it stung as it was repeatedly flicked along my back and ass, my body seemed to dance against it, following it, as if to seek even more. i felt someone reach out taking a nipple in each hand, pinching and squeezing it until it was rock hard, making my tits swell and ache, making my back arch to push them closer to the hands of the unknown person. i gasped against the gag as the fingers pinching and twisting my nipples was replaced with clamps, the cold chain connecting them to each other brushing against my chest. Before my mind could comprehend what was happening someone reached down and attached two more clamps to the lips of my pussy. i could feel the chains being lifted in someones hands and then released as weights were attached to them. Pain washed through me as the clamps bit into my nipples and pussy, the weights pulling and stretching them to the point i wondered if they were going to be ripped off. Someone began to flog my tits causing me to jerk back which set the weights swinging and pulling harder against my aching flesh. Two floggers replaced the whip, metal tips stinging and cutting in to my back, ass, and upper thighs, as they rained down in rapid succession. my whole body felt alive and on fire, the assault upon it continued as they repeatedly beat my tits and back. How much time passed i have no idea but it took a couple minutes to realize they had stopped. The clamps were jerked off and the pain from both the teeth tugging against me and the return of blood to my nipples and pussy lips make me scream against the gag. The chains were released from my cuffs and for a moment i was not sure my legs would hold me up.

Someone grabbed my leash and tugged me over to the footstool and pushed me down my stomach connect hard against it. Straps tied my arms and legs to the legs of the stool. i jerked my head around searching even though i could not see because of the blindfold. "I am here slut." He said and i automatically calmed from just the sound of Masters voice. i felt someones breath against my ear just before a female voice whispered "you filthy white bitch, your ours now. Your nothing but a slutty whore and will be treated as such. By the time we are through with you even He won’t want you anymore" She laughed as i tried to jerk back from her. Other voices began yelling at me, calling me a slut, whore, bitch, white trash, telling me how fat and uglyi am, telling me how no one would want me by the time they were through using me. Tears started to well up in my eyes as the thought of Master no longer wanted me started to creep in. They continues repeating it over and over until one word penetrated my mind "Enough" He said. Just that one word let me know everything would be okay. A loud whistling sound sounded just as a cane was brought down across my ass, the pain startling me before another and another blow fell across me. i could feel welts already rising up as they continued caning my ass and the back of my thighs. my head rocking back and forth from the pain and burning of each blow. They even brought it down across the bottom of my feet, my arms straining against the legs of the stool as i tried to break free. Just as suddenly as it began, they stopped the caning. i could hear someone walking up behind me and turned my head trying to look behind me even though it was useless with the blindfold still in place. Someone moved against me seconds before a huge strap-on was shoved straight in to my pussy as hard and fast as they could shove it. i felt like my pussy was being stretched and that it was so big it was going to push straight through my cervix and into my womb. They continued pushing and the pain inside felt like someone was trying to tear me up inside. i screamed against the gag as they all laughed. She started pulling out only to slam back inside me repeatedly over and over again. Even though it hurt and burned i could feel myself getting wetter and wetter which made them laugh even harder. "Look at what a whore she is, good for nothing except fucking and beating." They continued taunting and humiliating me over and over again. She finally pulled out while another took her place. At first I felt relief because this one while big was not near as big as the first one. That relief was short lived when after a couple minutes of slamming it into my pussy she pulled out and pressed it against my ass. Tugging and straining against the restraints only made her laugh. She grabbed a fist full of my hair and yanked my head back at the same time she rammed it straight into my ass. my body froze for a moment at the excruciating pain of being ripped and stretched, then i struggled even harder trying to get away from her. Someone reached out and smacked me hard across the face "Stop fighting her whore or she will trade and the first one you felt in your pussy will be the one in your ass." That shocked me to the point i stopped struggling as hard, but my body still tried to move away from her. For what seemed forever the cock rammed in and out of my ass. She would pull back to where it was barely inside me, my ass stretching and burning and then she would thrust forward slamming it all the way deep inside me. The gag was yanked out of my mouth but before i could utter a word or even make a noise it was replaced by a dildo. They fucked my cunt mouth and my ass for what seemed like forever. The hard rubber being thrust into my throat gagging me to the point i felt i might be sick. "Swallow bitch, don’t you dare be sick on me or you will clean every bit of it up with your tongue. No wonder He gave you to us you can’t even suck a cock worth a damn. Who would want something like you, your worthless bitch." She continued berating me as they both continued their assault of my body. When they finished she stuck a cock gag in my mouth and told me to keep sucking on it, that maybe i could at least please it as she knew i could not please a real one with my cunt. All of a sudden i heard what sounded like nails against the floor coming toward me. i could not figure out what it was and thought maybe someone was pulling something towards me. "Well girl, you aren’t worth a damn for any man, but seeing as you are nothing but a worthless bitch maybe that is the problem. Maybe the only thing you are good for is another dog." Before i could totally understand what she meant i heard someone say "Come boy". Hands reached down and spread the cheeks of my ass, something cold moved against me sniffing, i realized just as a rough tongue slide across my pussy and ass that they had brought in a dog. Screaming against the gag only cause me to choke on the rubber cock in thy throat. To no avail i tried to fight against them with everything i had but that only seemed to bring laughter and more verbal abuse. "Be still bitch, we want to see if even a dog would want filthy white trash like you." "Up boy" Someone said. i felt the dogs nails digging into my back as he jumped up putting his front paws up on my back. i could feel the tip of his cock pushing against my pussy as he started humping me. As his cock grew it pushed further and further inside me, the feel of it growing larger and larger both scared and in a strange way excited me. The bigger he got the harder and faster he humped my pussy. One of the females reached down suddenly and pulled him back only to reposition him to where his cock pressed into my ass. He started humping and fucking my ass harder and faster, suddenly it felt strange like part of him was blowing up inside me like a balloon. It was then that i remembered watching two dogs and how the male would get stuck inside the female and i became even more scared. It felt like his cock had doubled in size and that i was ripping with each hard thrust, his nails were raking against my back to where i could feel lines of blood welling up. Finally i felt his cum shooting inside my ass, filling my ass full as he continued raping my ass. When he finally stopped someone called him. He went to jump down which made his cock try to rip out of me. i screamed hard and loud against the cock in my cunt. Everyone was laughing and calling him watching as he struggled to get free of my ass. Finally he pulled free making me feel like part of my ass was ripped out as well. "Well it looks like you really are a bitch just like we thought girl. Maybe we should build you a pen outside and let all the neighborhood dogs have there fun with you." i felt so dirty i just wanted to curl up and cry but they had other plans for me.

i was unhooked from the stool and laid out on the floor. Someone reached out and ripped the blindfold from my eyes. The light blinded me for a moment. When i could focus my eyes i was scared all over again as i realized there were 8 females standing over me. Each one was straddling me, a foot on either side of me from my face all the way down to my feet. Each one squatted down and began to pee on me telling me it was all i was worth. i closed my eyes against the sight. Finally the last one finished and again someone reached out slapping me twice across the face. "Bitch I am taking the gag out of your cunt but you had better not say a word. Do you understand?" i shook my head that yes i did understand. She then unhooked the gag and pulled the cock out of my cunt. "Now you filthy whole you are going to clean each on of our pussy’s, you are going to tongue fuck us all and you had better do it right or you will do it over and over against until we all get off." With that she literally sat on my face almost suffocating me. i used my tongue licking her clit and pussy, sticking it as far inside her as i could until finally she came all over my face and in my mouth. Each one moved up my body until finally i had pleasured each and every one of them. They then drug me over to a corner of the room where a water hose hung against the wall. Making me get on my knees they washed me like they would a dog, scrubbing and rinsing until they decided i was clean.

One of the women yanked me to my feet and lead me over to the table that looked like one in a doctors office. They made me climb up onto it. My legs were put up in the stirrups and restraints held them there. They were moved to where my legs were spread as far apart as they could go. My arms were secured to two boards on the side of the bed. "For some reason He still wants you so we decided we are going to make sure everyone knows you are a owned bitch." Not having any idea what she meant i could do nothing but watch as she wheeled a small table over beside the bed. First she reached over and got some alcohol and cleaned my nipples with it. i began to get scared and open my mouth to call out to Master only to have a hand slam down over my mouth at the same time a needle was shoved through first one nipple and then the other. My eyes were open wide as i screamed against the hand covering my mouth. i could feel the needles pulling all the way through and the rings replacing them. i looked down and say both nipples were pierced and gold hoops now were in each nipple. Quickly the hand over my mouth was replaced with a tight gag. i could not understand at first why since they had already pierced me. Little did i know they had only just begun to make me as Masters property. When i felt more alcohol being rubbed on my body i started trying to rip my arms and legs free but the struggle was useless. "Bitch keep it up and you will make us mess this up and then we will have to do it all again. Well on second thought go ahead and fight it, just means that much more pain we can inflict on you." i realized my struggles were useless and tried to block out what they were doing to me but it was not working. i felt hands pulling on each of my pussy lips, holding them out as both were pierced and gold rings inserted. It felt like my pussy was on fire, the pain pushing me further than i thought i could be pushed. Then i felt more alcohol being rubbed over my cunt and could not understand why until i heard the buzzing of a tattoo gun. i froze as someone started tattooing his name across my cunt to let any and everyone know that i belonged to Him and only Him. When they finished i could feel the stinging from both the piercings and the tattoo. i knew they had to be through but that was short lived when i saw someone taking a hot brand from a fire across the room. As they drew closed i started shaking my head back and forth trying to beg them no to but she kept coming. My eyes followed as she raised it up and brought the brand down over my left breast above my heart. Just as it began to burn into my flesh i felt another sensation.... i tried to figure out what it was when suddenly I felt...

The feel of a foot pushing against me woke me from my spot on the floor at Masters feet. "Wake up slut I have a surprise for you tonight." His voice chased the sleep induced fog from my brain as i sat up looking towards Him. "Sir?" i asked. "Go get dressed in what is on the bed for you and fetch your leash, I have plans for you tonight bitch."

The Glass Part II - The Punishment

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The Glass Part II  - The Punishment
 
  Robyn had committed the ultimate sin. She had lied to her Master. Master was not angry with her. He didn't get angry. He was disappointed and he knew, as well as she did, that she needed to be punished for her crime.
 
 "Undress." he said not even looking back at her.
 
 She stood in the middle of the living room and without hesitation or sound she unbuttoned her blouse and let it fall off her back to the floor. Her 32c breast becoming exposed
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instantly as Master forbid her to wear a bra in the house. She then undid the zipper of her skirt and let it fall to the floor exposing her shaved cunt,  panties were also forbidden. Master wanted her to be shaven at all times, as he did not want to even feel stubble.
 
 Master came up behind her and grabbed her roughly by the hair and pulling her down the hallway to the locked door at the end. He took out his key,  unlocked the door and entered pulling her roughly in the room behind him.
 
 This was the dungeon. There were shackles and restraints connected to the floor ceiling and walls. Paddles and whips hung on one wall.  All the walls were painted a gloomy gray color. A cage 6' X 6' stood in one corner with a small cot. Master then took and placed her hands in restraints that were connected to the ceiling. He then went to the chest that stood opposite the cage and opened it. In here were all kinds of toys and gadgets. He took out two clips and showed them to Robyn. He attached a clip to each of her nipples causing her to grimace from the pain.
 
 "Why do you find it necessary to lie to me slut?" He said in a stern voice.
 
 "I am sorry Master. I wasn't thinking. I forgot about the glass till seconds before you came in. I try so hard to make the house pleasant for you to come home too."
 
 "Try? I do not want you to TRY to make my home pleasant. I want you to make my house pleasant." he said as he walked behind her and gave her ass a hard smack.
 
 "Owww. "She said as she was not expecting a smack right then.
 
 "The glass was minor. You are not in here for the glass are you?"
 
 "No Master I am not."
 
 "Why are you in here?"
 
 "I lied to you Master and that is the worst thing I can do."
 
 As she was answering he walked over to the wall and took a paddle that had holes in it. He walked back to where her 5' 4" 120 lb frame stood naked with her hands held above her head tied to the ceiling. He stood behind her at 5'11" 180 lbs , admiring how beautiful she really was. How nice her bubble shaped ass looked with his hand print still glowing red against her white skin. He spoke now with a stern voice swinging the paddle down on her ass. "You will not lie to me bitch!" The sound of the paddle hitting the flesh and the howl of Robyn crying out from the sting.
 
 No Master....Ahhhhheeeee... I won't lie to you ....ahhhhgrr... Please Master I am sorry."
 
 "This relationship is based on trust and common respect. You trust me to keep you safe and provide you with all you need, in return you service my needs in every way." 
 Still pounding away on her ass. Each cheek turning a bright shade of red. Tears were now pouring down Robyn's face as she no longer could control her sobs. The blows did not hurt as much as she was hurting from disappointing her Master and breaking that trust that he was talking about.
 
 "When you lie to me or I lie to you it breaks the trust and respect just a bit. The more you lie the less I trust and respect you." With this said he stopped swinging the paddle and let it drop to the floor.
 
 "Yesss,,,, Master" she said between sobs. He has never punished her like this before. His blows were harder and there were more of them than she has ever received before. It really intensified his point of how bad lying was.
 
 "I will never lie to you again Master. Not because of the just punishment I have received but because disappointing you and losing your trust and respect devastates me"
 
 Now trying to calm herself down and catch her breath. Her cheeks of her ass burning form the beating it received and her cheeks on her face burning from the tears flowing down them.
 
 Master undid the restraints from her hands and Robyn quickly wiped the tears from her face.
 
 "Master?"
 
 "Yes slut?"
 
 "May I wash may face please?"
 
 "Yes. Go quickly and hurry back here." His voice still stern. A voice that told her that they were not done yet. This really surprised Robyn as he never has punished her with more than one treatment before.
 
 While she left to blow her nose and wash her face Master undressed him self. His 7" cock standing at half mast. As she reentered the room he called her over and removed the clips. She grimaced but did not make a sound as the pain of the blood rushing back into her nipples caused her some pain. He handed her the clips and told her to put them away. She went over to the chest placed the clips inside closing it. She then picked up the paddle that lay on the floor near the restraints and placed it back on the wall.
 
 "Get on your knees before me slut and take my cock into your mouth." he said in a voice that she could tell was starting to relax. She did as she was told and with out using her hands starts to lick and suck her Masters beautiful cock.
 
 "Ohh yessss ... That's my girl..." he says with a slight moan of pleasure.
 
 Robyn then takes her hand,  as now she feels it is safe to do so and cups her Masters balls. She uses her other hand to stroke her master following her lips gliding up and down his 7" shaft. She can feel the pleasure build up inside his balls and knew he was getting close.
 
 "Ohhh Yess Bitch swallow it all Swallow it..." He grunted as his fluids shot into the back of her throat. She swallowed every drop and kept right on sucking to get him hard again. The pleasure for Master was intensified now as his head was so sensitive that he felt every tongue sweep across it. When he was once again erect he pulled her head off his cock and ordered her to get on her hands an knees.
 
 "Yes Master." she said and did as she was told. He then got on his knees and reached under her to feel the wetness of her pussy. She was soaked. Her ass still glowed red from her early beating she received  as he moved in closer and helped guide his cock deep inside her with one strong push.
 
 "OOHH GAWD... " she said after all the discomfort of her beating this felt so good. He pounded away on her pussy for ten minutes giving her orgasm after orgasm. She was nearly exhausted as he started to enter his second orgasm. He pulled out of her cunt his cock and balls glistening with her juices.
 
 "Master?" She said quizzing as she knew he hadn't yet come.
 
 He knew she was confused and did not answer her with words but with action. He grabbed her red and beaten ass cheeks and spread them apart opening up the hole between them.
 
 "Ohh Master please no." He has never taken her anally before and this frightened her.
 
 He ignored her pleas and pushed himself inside slowly. The lube from her pussy juices provided  just enough to allow him to glide in.
 
 "Ohhhhh ... noooo...." she said as it felt she was ripping apart.
 
 Again he ignored her and pushing slowly and holding her hips as she tried to crawl away. Once all the way in he stopped and let her get use to the sensation. Then he pulled out slowly till he was almost all the way out then back in again at  a slow pace.
 
 "Ohh Yess Master it feels good.." The pain was dissipating and pleasure was starting to over whelm her.
Master picked up the pace and soon he was pounding her ass hard and fast. The ass was so much tighter than her pussy and within a minute he pulled her hips towards his and held her as he pumped all his seed deep inside her bowels.
 
 "OOOOOOHHH!" she screamed as she herself had a strong orgasm feeling him come inside her ass.
 
 Then panting sweaty and tired they fell to the cool floor of the dungeon and fell asleep. As she lay in his arms her ass cheeks still burning, her pussy and ass hole still sore from having been ridden so hard, she felt a  contentment knowing that there was no where else she wanted to be.
 
  She knew she was going to do all she could to keep Master happy and after tonight, she would never lie to him again about anything.
 
 
The End

Kidnapped

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She looked wearily around the tiny room, he’d left the light on when he had put her in there, but looking around, there was obviously no place to go.  She was scared of what was going to happen when he came back in, he had seemed fairly upset she’d tried to escape, actually, he’d seemed furious. She tried not to think about it, even as the door handle turned and the door slowly opened.

“Didn’t I tell you not to try and get away?” He is blocking her only way out and she doubts she would get far if she managed to slip past.

“Answer me” He slaps her across the face, not terribly hard, but enough to get her attention.

“Yes” she whimpers

“And didn’t I tell you that you would regret it if y

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ou did?”

The second yes comes out almost as a whisper.

“Mmmm, well then, I think you will find me to be a man of my word. Now stand up you little slut.”

She climbs to her feet, looking down and trying to cover herself as best she can, the flimsy clothes he gave he to wear when she got there not doing a very good job of it on their own.

“Now then, this is very simple. I think the best deterrent to you trying to run away again is to make prospect of it so painful that you wouldn’t dare. Now then, we can do this the easy way or the hard way, the easy way is less work for me and it involves you doing exactly what you are told. The hard way is more work, but I’ll be honest, it is more fun for me too, it is also a hell of a lot more painful for you. Which is it going to be princess?”

She is starting to tremble now, without looking up she answers quietly

“Easy way.”

He immediately slaps her again.

“You will address me properly you little slut, now then, do you want to try again? How about easy way sir?”

“Easy way sir.” Her face is stinging a little and she tries to keep her voice from wavering.

“Very good. Now then I don’t want to hear a fucking word from you unless I ask and you damn well better answer me properly, do I make myself crystal clear?” His voice is soft.

“Yes sir.”

“Very good… I guess you can be an obedient little slut after all. Put your hands behind your back.”

She does quickly, he slips the top of her shirt up and roughly begins playing with her nipples, sucking on them, and nipping at them. He moves back and begins pinching them, watching her wince, one then the other, sometimes both at once. He is enjoying the look on her face as she muffles whimpers, the pained look making him play with them all the harder.  He finally pulls her shirt back down.

“Very nice, I’m not done with those yet. Now then, turn around and put your hands on the wall behind you, I want that nice little ass of yours sticking out and I want you to pull those little shorts up.”

She obliges, hands on the wall, back arched.

“Reach back and spread your ass cheeks for me” She whimpers more while she does it, then feels him applying something cold to her tight little hole. Very soon it is burning though, so much she can barely take it.

“That’s ginger you little slut… Better get used to it, you’ll be getting it all day today”

He  sits down on the chair and picks up the thin rattan cane. He brings it swiftly down across the center of her ass, making her kick her legs a little and stifle a cry of pain.

“Oh hold on now. We can’t have that now can we. Your going to be getting so many licks with this thing your going to lose count, I can’t have you moving like that, so either get better control of yourself or I’ll half to tie your ankles together. Remember what I said though… If I have to tie you down or gag you then I will consider doing twice as many licks and doing them twice as hard the price for my inconvenience, you understand? Don’t worry I will have you bent over for some of them later though.”

With that he began again, the cane leaving white hot stripes of pain across her ass, her thighs and even the occasional one across her calves. She bit her lip and tried desperately not to move, squirming a little as particularly painful ones landed.  He hit the soft spot where her thighs met her ass even harder, though he spared no place. Her bottom felt like it was on fire before he stopped.

“Okay, I think you’re warmed up now… Something nice and easy to get you started.”

She couldn’t believe he would refer to that as a start, her legs were shaky from holding herself up during the beating and she was scared to think what would possibly be worse than what he had just done.

“I’m going to put you in time out now to think about what you did, and then when we are done with that I am going to bring you out into the main room and bend you over for the rest of your whipping. I’m sure by then you’ll be safe to let out of this room, I don’t think you’ll be trying anything funny.”

She felt him taking down her shorts and applying something cold to her tight little ass again, within seconds though it was burning just like before as she felt the tip of something being pushed against her, and finally a plus being forced into her, she gasped as he forced it in the last part, leaving her feeling like she was being held open, constantly violated and the burning kept getting worse.

“I used the ginger for lube, I figured you would probably like that. Don’t you, you little slut?”

She looked down, saying nothing, and he grabbed her hair pulling her head back.

“I said don’t you? Tell me how much you like it. I want you to say yes sir I like having my ass fucked by a nice big toy. Say it.”

He continues holding her hair, and he reaches around to pinch her nipples.

“Yes sir, I like having my ass fucked by a nice big toy.”

“I thought so. It’s because you’re a little slut like I keep saying isn’t it? Say it bitch.”

“Yes sir, I’m a little slut.” She is crying now, her nipples nothing but points of pain under his fingers, her ass hurting, she can feel his breath on her neck.

“Mmmm, very nice. When I am done punishing you, you’re going to show me just how much of a little slut you are, you’d like that wouldn’t you? You’d like something besides a toy in that tight little ass of yours wouldn’t you? Maybe I ought to give you something for that… I ought to start with your fucking mouth since it doesn’t seem to be good for much else.”

With that he let go of her hair and turned her to face him. He pulled her shirt up again, playing with her nipples, making her wince. He amused himself for a while sucking on them but tired of that and went back to slapping and pinching them, occasionally reaching behind her and pushing the toy deeper into her ass.

“Don’t wince when I do that princess, it’ll make me want to put something bigger in there for your time out…”

She bit her lip, and watched him bring out two clothes pins, he placed one on each nipple, he flicked them both before moving on. He took another toy, buried it in her pussy with some ginger on it as well and then pulled her shorts up and instructed her to sit in the chair facing him and to spread her legs. He then cuffed her hand behind her.

“Now then, before I go I’m going to give you a few more licks. Then I am going to leave you in here to think about what you did.”

He picked up the thin cane again and began giving administering strokes to the inside of her thighs while she struggled to keep her legs open. After about 12 on each he was satisfied that they were properly striped. He put a gag in her mouth, turned off the light  and left.

She sat in the dark feeling the heat from her welts on her thighs and ass, the toys  seemed to be forcing her in half, and the burning seemed to only get worse, her nipples were so sore and she couldn’t get her hand free to take the clamps off. She was too scared of what he might do if she did anyway. On top of it the gag was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. It seemed like hours before she heard the door start to open.

“So how is my little slut doing in here? Are you feeling properly motivated not to run off? That was only 10 minutes, I could leave you like that for longer if you’d like.”

She shook her head no, pleading with her eyes.

“Hmmm, this is nice…” He removed the gag and watched her open and close her jaw a few times. He reached up and flicked one of the clamps, she jumped.

“As I said before, I am taking you into the other room now for the rest of your beating, it is easier to whip you when you are laying down quite frankly. I’m going to remove the clamps and toys for now in order to do that, but don’t get too comfortable. You are still going to have some more time out when I am done punishing you.”

Her eyes got wide at the sound of this, making him chuckle to himself.

“I like to follow beatings up with some time out to give you time to really appreciate it. And I like to do more than one in a day, make sure you are good and sorry. I’m sure by half way through the whipping you have coming you are going to be praying to god to put you in time out to get out from under that cane. Besides, you’ll be showing me what an obedient little slut you are going to be afterwards too, so that’ll give you a little reprieve.”

He unclasped her hands and pulled her to her feet, he took the toys out of her rather unceremoniously and then the clamps, all the while watching her wince and whimper. He put more ginger on her pussy and ass and marched her into the room, forcing her down onto a bed in the middle.

“Put one of those pillows under your hips, I want your little ass up in the air like it is begging for the cane, do you understand me? I expect it to stay up, if it isn’t, you go back in time out for another 10 minutes and then we start the beating all over again.”

She was almost in tears as she lay down, praying it wouldn’t hurt as bad as she thought it was going to.

Whoosh! Crack!

She tried to hold still, and he brought the cane down over every square inch of her ass, finding the sore spots, the spots that were already red and angry from the earlier beating, raising welts across her bottom and thighs. Over and over he brought is down, she was crying into the bed, trying to keep her back arched, even though she wanted desperately to hide her sore bottom. Her thighs and ass felt like a mass of welts. He would sometimes hit the same spot 2 or 3 times before moving on, and she could barely choke back the sobs. It seemed to go on forever, her ass becoming more and more tender with each stroke.

“Well now…. Isn’t that a pretty sight?” He was slowing down, lining up especially hard strokes that he spaced out, making her lose her breath every time he made contact with one of them.

“I think you might be ready now. Get over here, off the bed.”

She scrambled to do what he said, and he guided her bent over the end. She felt the plug again and winced as he forced it back into her ass, ginger and all. He then forced her onto her knees in front of him as he sat down on the edge of the bed, and replaced the clothespins on her nipples. She sat looking down when he slapped her again.

“Well don’t just look at the floor, make yourself useful you little slut. Unbuckle my pants, and hurry up. If I have to do it myself your going to be tasting that belt pretty quick here.”

She rushed to unbuckle them and pull them away.

“Very good. Like I said lets put that mouth of yours to good use. Suck it slut.”

She immediately took him into her mouth, feeling him getting harder as he slid past her lips. She could taste his precome already, and felt his hands sliding to the back of her head. He fucked her mouth slowly at first , sometimes pulling her by her hair to force her head down to lick and suck his balls before pulling her back up to shove his cock into her mouth again. His pace began to quicken just before he came, holding her head and forcing it down her throat, she tried to pull back but he held her as he pumped come into her mouth.

“Now I thought all little sluts swallowed.” He said smirking.

He took a  second to recover before pulling her up and marching her back to the little room, the second toy went back into her pussy  and he again tied her hands behind her when he sat her down. He didn’t replace the gag though.

Again it felt like an eternity, her ass was so much more sore from the last beating, and the toys and clamps were only making her suffer more. She was crying by the time he came back.

“What? After only 10 more minutes? Well, you’re almost done. You regret what you did now don’t you?”

She nodded yes, pitifully.

“I’ll bet you do.”  He pulled her up and unclasped her hands again, and again took out the toys and removed the clamps. He walked her back out to the main room and instructed her to get back up on the bed like before. She began crying harder, quietly begging him not to. 

“Get up there now, or I will tie you up there, remember what that means?”

She nodded and placed herself back on the bed, trying to brace herself. He put more ginger on her ass and pussy, telling her

“This is for asking me not to finish. I was going to let you take these without it. So I figure you have about 30 licks left. I don’t think I have to explain that these are going to be hard, but just in case I do, these are going to hurt like a mother fucker. You move, I start over at one. You move too many times and you will get another 10 minutes in time out, which as of now you are done with. Understand?”

“Yes sir”

“Good. One.”

He landed it directly across what felt like five welts, and muffled a scream into the bed. Again and again he landed fierce strokes across her sore and welted bottom. She was crying so hard by the time he hit 30 she could barely breath, she felt like her entire back side was radiating heat and swollen from the welts.

“Almost done now princess. I want you to stay just like that though. I do believe you told me in the other room how much you’d like to get fucked in the ass by something other than a toy, you said that now didn’t you?

She whimpered into the bed, her ass was so sore from the plug and the ginger she didn’t know how she could take anything else fucking her.

Before she could think much longer on it the cane came down across her ass hard and she jumped.

“Let me ask you again… Didn’t you say that you wanted to get fucked in the ass by something else?”

“Yes sir.”

“Hmmm, I don’t think that is enough. You didn’t convince me. I’ll tell you what, I am going to keep caning you while you beg me to fuck your ass like a good little slut. I’ll stop whipping you when you convince me that you really want it.”

He took no time waiting for her to reply and the she felt the pain spread through her bottom again as the beating continued.

“Please sir, fuck my ass.” She was choking back sobs.

“Is that the best you can do?”

Whoosh! Crack!

“Please sir fuck me, fuck my ass, I want to feel you inside me, please” More sobs.

“Hmm, closer. But I still don’t believe you. Is that really how a little slut would beg? Try again.”

Whoosh! Crack!

“Please sir I want to feel your hard cock fuck my tight little ass and pump come into me, please…please…” She could barely breath again, sobbing, trying not to get out from under the strokes.

“Now there, you see? You can ask nicely. Stay just like that.”

He positioned himself in front of her mouth first, and told her to make sure he was good and hard.

“You want a nice hard dick in your ass, don’t you bitch?” He pulled her mouth off his cock so she could answer.

“Yes sir.”

“Yes sir what?”

“Yes sir I want a nice hard cock in my ass.”

“Good girl” and he forced his cock back into mouth. Finally he pulled back and forced her head down into the bed.

“Stay like that you little slut, I want your ass up the air with you on all fours to fuck you, do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

He forced his cock against her ass and heard her whimper as the head slipped in.

“Are you sore from the toys?

“Yes sir”

“Good. Between the whipping, the toys and the fucking, I don’t want you to be able to sit for a week.”

With that he forced the rest of his cock into her and heard her moan as he sunk to the hilt, his balls slapping her pussy as he fucked her hard. She was whimpering, begging him to be gentle, that only made him quicken the pace until he felt his cock swell before he exploded inside her. He took a moment to stay like that, buried in her ass, feeling the last spasms go through him before he pulled out.

“Go clean yourself up and take a shower. I don’t want you all sticky and covered in come. Get back out here when your done. I don’t think I’ll have to worry about you running off now, will I?”

“No sir.”

“Good, then get your ass in there and do what your told.”


The Dungeon Bitch

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               The Dungeon Bitch

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    Jane was a well-endowed woman, who looked good in anything she wore. With long lanky legs and a nice firm butt. She made heads turn every day wherever she would go.

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    As Jane walked down the street afterwards, she turned the corner and was passing by an alley. When these two guys grabbed her and pulled her down the alley.

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    They dragged her to a van, where they pulled her into it and another guy drove away. They blindfolded her and gagged her so she wouldn’t alarm anyone near enough to hear her.

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    When the van came to a stop, she was taken from the van into a building. Where they took her down some steps.

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    Once downstairs they put shackles around her wrists and proceeded to cut her clothing off of her. And get her completely naked.

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    Then they removed the gag and blindfold and told her she can scream all she wants. That no one will ever hear her down there. And she asked them who they are and why did they pick her.

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    One guy says I am the Dungeon Master and these two are Pain and Torture. The reason we picked you is, because you walk around flaunting your beautiful body off teasing everyone. You go out looking so sweet and then you ignore people like us. Treat us like your better then us. That’s why you are here and we’re going to have our fun and pleasure now.

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    Now Jane is feeling really helpless and doesn’t know what to think. She tries to think about what she can do to get out of this situation and what was going to happen.

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    The three men start feeling her body and making weird sounds. Then one pushes his finger up into her cunt and says to the other two your right it is a nice pussy.

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    Jane is trying to wiggle it out of her cunt, when she feels one of them licking her tits. And she knows she is in big trouble now.

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    They take this ball thing with springs on it and force her mouth wide open. They insert this thing into her mouth and set the springs onto her teeth. Then one guy starts poking at it with his finger and as he does it makes her mouth open up. He then takes two fingers and it makes her mouth open wider. Then he says to the other two, Hey it does work.

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    She sees this black harness thing as they bring it closer to her. They lift each leg and put it on her, pulling it up above her waist. As they get this contraption in the right spot, they hook the straps and make sure it is secure on her.

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    They pull these wires from the side of the room and start hooking them to the harness on her. Then take off the shackles and pulled the pulleys to tighten the wires.

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    As Jane is being pulled into the air and supported by the metal wires. She is suspended in the air and can’t do anything. They then put things around her ankles and wrists, and then hook wires to them. As they pull the pulleys more her arms and legs are being parted. She feels helpless and alone and wishes she had taken a cab.

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    About now she feels one of them is between her legs. While the other two are putting something on her head.

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    They slip it over her head and it has a big opening for her face. But it has those hook things and they hook a wire to both sides of it pulling her head upwards to look straight ahead of her. All the while she is suspended in mid air with her legs spread open and looking straight ahead.

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    Jane then feels one pushing his cock into her pussy and knows she is going to get raped. With a feeling that she doesn’t deserve this and not knowing how she became the victim.

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    The cock enters her cunt an inch at a time, with each time it come out it goes back in another inch. This cock is big she thinks and feels more and more being pushed inside her pussy.

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    Meanwhile the other two guys are finishing up hooking all the wires up to her and one says, we need your head up so we can fuck down into your throat easier. As one pushed on the ball in her mouth with his finger, causing it to spread her mouth open again.

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    About then she sees that their pants are cut out with their cocks hanging out. As one comes closer to her with it in his hand. He lifts it and says, I’m going to fuck your mouth now.

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    As she starts shaking her head no ever so slightly. He puts his cock up against the ball and she can feel the springs opening up her mouth for this long thick cock.

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    It enters through the ball and causes her mouth to be spread wide open. And she can feel this man as he pushes his cock into her throat. He begins to rock it in and out of her throat slowly at first. Then pick up the tempo as he goes.

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    Dungeon Master if fucking her cunt really hard now and her pussy is quivering tremendously. And it is still going deeper with each thrust he pounds into her. Jane feels that she can’t take all his cock into her cunt without hurting her.

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    Torture is pounding away at her face, driving it down into her throat. With each shove he can hear Jane gasping for air and gagging on his cock.

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    Then pain drops to his knees and begins sucking on her tits and playing with them. He does this for a while then gets up walks over to the bench and gets a dildo to have some fun.

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    Pain begins to stick this dildo up to her anal hole and without any lubrication, he starts pushing it up her ass.

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    She can’t move or scream or anything, she is suspended there and has to endure everything they do to her. She is at their mercy now and doesn’t know what else she can do but to take whatever they bring.

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    Dungeon Master is fucking away at her cunt, pulling out and shoving back into it with all his force. While Torture is skull fucking her down her throat with his 10 inches driving to the end.

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    Both their balls are slapping against her and she not only feels each thrust, but hears the slap each time they drive into her.

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    Pain is now driving the dildo all the way into her ass and her ass is making a sucking sound each time he pulls it outward.

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    She has 10 inches in her cunt and 10 inches in her mouth and throat. With a 7 inch dildo up her ass. With all three of them driving into her from different directions at a fast and hard pace.

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    She feels one Cumming in her cunt, squirt after squirt filling her pussy to the limit. While the dildo and one in her mouth is still pumping away at her.

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    Then she feels it down her throat, running and pumping like an oil well.

As it continues to unload it hot sticky substance into her mouth and cunt, she hears one of them say, We’re just getting started missy, when Pain stops fucking her ass with the dildo.

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    They exit from her mouth and pussy and she feels relieved. Only to hear them talk about switching places.

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    Dungeon Master and Torture switch places and start shoving their cocks in place where the other one was before. As they drive there members into her mouth and cunt again.

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    Jane feels them inside her again and her mouth is being spread apart widely. Her jaw hurts from the springs forcing her mouth open like it is. She wishes she could get that thing out of there, cause its hurting her.

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    Torture drives his cock the full length of it into her sore pussy, while Dungeon Master is reaming her throat.

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    Then she feels the dildo being pushed up her ass again and wants to scream at them to tell them this all hurts.

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    As they continue to fuck her face, ass and cunt for 35 minutes. She can feel the two one after the other cum into her again with fewer juices then the first time. She feels relieved that there wasn’t as much too.

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    As Dungeon Master pulls from her throat and mouth, he looks at her pleading eyes and laughs. Saying to her that wait till Pain has his turn cause she is really going to be hurting. Then he says, why do you think we call him pain?

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    Jane thinks, I never seen his hanging out only the other two. About then Pain walks around her and Shakes it in her face.

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    Torture is just pulling his cock out of her cunt, when she forces the dildo out of her ass. The men just laugh about this, cause they never seen anyone pop a dildo out of their ass before.

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    Jane looks at the monster 15-inch cock being waved in her face and squirms, trying to get away from it. And Torture says don’t worry little lady he’s not going to bite you, He’s going to fuck you in each of your holes.

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    This made Jane more scared and wanted to free herself now before they tare her into pieces with these cocks.

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    About then Pain raised his cock, which wasn’t erect fully yet, to her mouth and began pushing it into the ball. Which of course spread her mouth open for him to enter. His cock was very thick and long and filled her mouth over flowingly with just the head of it.

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    Jane was thinking, God how can I ever get this big thing into my mouth. And she realized that when he pushed it, it caused the ball thing to push into her mouth too.

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    Now her mouth was free except for the ball thing and this gigantic cock. And as he pulled it back she managed to pull her head back enough to spit out his cock from her mouth.

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    Torture said look you went and pushed it right out of place with your big dick. So now we have to take it out or you can’t fuck her mouth.

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    So they reached in her mouth and retrieved it. And Pain began forcing his cock back into her mouth. But she refused and wouldn’t open her mouth to let it back in. She screamed no I don’t want to.

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    This made Pain a little angry and he grabbed her jaw, squeezing really hard. As her jaws opened up he rammed his cock into her mouth again and said now take it deep bitch and like it.

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    Jane could feel, as each inch of this massive cock was being forced into her mouth and further down into her throat. She could do nothing but gag on this monster as it continues to drive and rip her throat.

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    After she was beginning to think he would never be done, she felt his cock start pulsing and knew she was in deep shit. Thinking how in the world will she ever handle his load of cum.

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    Pain pulls his cock from her mouth when he felt it was about to explode and began letting his entire load shoot onto her face. Covering her face with surge after surge of his heavy thick cream.

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    After that Dungeon Master lowered the pulleys again, bringing her backside down lower then before. He spread some lubricant around her ass ring and then into it with his finger. He then got closer and inserted his cock into Jane’s ass.

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    As she felt his cock enter her ass, she began to scream and curse. Telling him to please take it out because it hurts too much. Dungeon Master just laughed and pushed it harder in to her ass. Then said, somebody shut this dumb bitch up. And Torture shoved his cock back into her mouth and down into her throat again.

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    As she felt like she is being ripped apart from this cock in her ass, while it just keeps pumping deeply into her anal cavity. She can’t stop this anal fucking she is getting but she can’t take it either. And to boot there is a cock in her mouth and she can’t even tell them what she thinks about them.

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    As the pain is sweeping through her body, she feels it is hopeless for her as they pound their cocks deep inside of her.

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    Then she feels the cock in her ass Cumming and knows it will be out of there soon. When she feels the cock cum in her mouth again, she is hoping that it will be over soon. But then she thinks about pain and how he was saying he was going to fuck all her holes. She thinks Oh God I can’t take it, Please get me out of here.

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    They pull their cocks from her and she hears Pain talking about fucking her. She can’t see him but she can hear what he’s saying. Oh no she thinks He’s not, He’s not.

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    About then she feels his cock enter her cunt. With a shove she can feel the walls of her cunt ripping. The pain is too much to bear and she needs to get it out.

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    Pain forces in about half of his cock, when he hears her screaming and pleading for him to stop. He tells the others to shut her up saying, how can I enjoy this if all I can hear is her bitching.

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    Torture walks over to the bench and grabs a 4-inch dildo and a roll of duct tape. And walks back to her, shoves the dildo into her mouth and tapes it there. And all three are laughing cause she is still trying to scream at them.

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    Pain continues to drive his monster in her, and with each stroke going in, he gets a little more into her. After about 10 minutes of ramming his cock in and out he finally manages to drive every inch of it in her.

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    Now he is banging his cock all the way in, while his balls are slapping up against her belly. And finding this amusing he chuckles to himself.

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    Meanwhile Dungeon Master is playing with her tits again and having a blast with these big beautiful tits of hers. He bends down while holding one and starts licking and sucking on it.

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    As Pain is ripping and stretching Jane’s cunt with each thrust. He feels the point is reaching him soon. So with one final shove as hard as he can he releases his spunk into her unwanting pussy.

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    While Dungeon Master continues to play around with Jane’s tits. Torture and Pain go to the icebox and pull out some food. They sit down and eat, while they watch Dungeon Master get his jollies off again.

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    Dungeon Master is hard now and wants to fuck her ass again. So he goes around behind her and starts shoving it up her anal canal.

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    She feels one of them pushing a cock up her ass again and tries to scream to no avail. She feels it ripping her again as it enters and exits time and time again. She wants to go home and be away from this unwanted torture she is going through.

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    Dungeon Master keeps driving his cock into her ass for another 20 minutes and at times he moves his cock from side to side. Trying to stretch this tight ass hole to where it can accept their cocks easily. And he keeps pounding it in her until it’s time to unleash his load into her ass.

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    Dungeon Master rocks back and gives one last thrust before unloading his spunk deep in her ass. Thinking this bitch deserves every hard fucking they can deliver to her. And when he was done he joined the others for some food.

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    Jane was hanging there crying and not being able to control the situation like she always does. Not knowing what might be next was really making her fearful for her safety. She had no choice on what she had to do and therefore she didn’t like it at all.

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    Jane had always been the one to lead the charge, take control of everything and everyone. She never let anyone tell her what to do or force her to do something she didn’t want. But yet here she was with no control over anything. She hated this and her captors.

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    As they sat and ate, they talked about what else they could do to her. They discussed different ways to turn her in this harness and all. So they decided to stand her straight up and have two do her at once. One in the ass and one in her cunt that was the plan.

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    They all went over to her and Pain pulled the pulley to raise her up upright. As they turned her up she looked at them with a puzzling look on her face. Torture tells her we are going to fuck your pussy and ass at the same time darling.

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    With this she started her attempts at screaming again and trying to wiggle free or something. She was thinking no way was she going to let the do both holes at once with those big cocks. She wanted to go home so bad.

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    Dungeon Master wanted the front, that way he can suck those great tits again. So he shoved his cock up into her cunt and started feeling her tits with his hands. And Torture got behind her and started pushing his cock up in her ass.

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    Jane was wide-eyed and trying to scream and plead with them not to do this horrible act to her. When she felt a cock rip into her cunt again and then another one being shoved into her ass. She couldn’t bear this and it hurt like hell. She wanted it to stop right now and that’s all there is to it.

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    Pain was laughing because of the look on her face when she felt both cocks going inside of her. She had the look like she wanted to die and get it over with. So he leans over to her ear and says, does it hurt little lady, do you want them to stop? As she is shaking her head yes, he laughs harder and the two fucking her start banging harder.

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    Jane is now fading in and out of reality as she passes out briefly and returns to where she is. Because of the pain she is feeling. One minute she’s awake and the next she doesn’t remember.

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    Dungeon Master and Torture are banging her holes like they were trying to tare something apart. And Dungeon Master is playing with one tit while sucking on another.

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    They keep this up for close to an hour before letting go of their cream. Once they are done they pull away from her and Pain decides it’s his turn to go at her pussy again.

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    He tells Torture to keep it in her ass while he fucks her cunt. And he raises his cock to enter her pussy. As it rips into the gaping hole making it bigger. He feels the tightness from the cock up her ass. And he starts pounding really hard so he can drive it all into this cunt once again.

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    They keep this up all day, and then took her down from the pulleys and wires. They put her into this cage in the corner and made her some food.

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    They tell her she is their love slave and she will be there forever. And they feed her and retire for the night. Only to come down the next day and do it all again.

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    This is the end of this part, but stay tuned for more to come in the next one, when they abduct another woman to make them do a show for the three men.

A Slave's Tale

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John is 29 with an athletic build and has been into bondage since he discovered porn. However he had only found out he was a submissive about three months ago when he met his mistress. Becca was 32 with 32dd breasts, was quite slim with long brown hair and plump lips like Angelina Jolie and has always been the dominant one in every BDSM relationship she had been in.

So far John had been an obedient slave so far but at the start of the relationship he was and still is inexperienced in that area. Becca had decided it was time to discipline him some more in preparation for the humiliation he was going to receive the next day.

Becca threw the collar at her sleeping slave. 'Wake up whore!' John groggily run his eyes and l

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ooked up at his mistress. 'I'm awake mistress.' He saw the collar lying next to him and guessed what he had to do. He slipped the studded dog collar round his neck and fastened it loosely. His mistress noticed how loose it was and walked up behind him and whispered in his ear 'it's too loose' as she said this she pulled on the collar so it was near choking John. 'That's better. Now we have some things to do today as I have a special treat for you tomorrow. However Slave you won't get it if you don't please me today understand?'

'Yes Mistress I understand.' After hearing these words Becca walked up to him and clipped a leash onto his collar. She tugged on the lead and John followed her to the kitchen were a dog bowl was sitting on the floor filled with cereal. 'Eat Slave.' John got on his knees however he was on unfamiliar waters here and looked at his mistress with pleading eyes 'your not serious.'

John was still wearing his pyjamas but he heard the whip coming as he heard it whistle through the air and strike his ass. It still stung through his pyjamas. He heard his mistress mention something along the lines of there will be more unless you eat! So John bowed his head in submission and ate from the bowl.

After John had finished his breakfast Becca lead him through to the living room and ordered him to take her clothes off. 'That's better' thought John. He did as he was told and removed every item or clothing Becca was wearing and placed them on the floor. Becca then sat down on the edge of the sofa and spread her legs. There were an assortment of sex toys arranged along the floor. Becca turned on the TV and flicked through the channels until she found one that was coming towards a break for adverts. 'Now Slave the aim of this game is to make me cum using the toys on the floor and your hands and lips before these adverts finish.'

'Right' John thought 'three minutes to make Her cum I can do this I hope.' He grabbed the closest toy to him which happened to be a 8 inch vibrator, he turned it onto max and stuffed it into Becca's pussy. He then grabbed a butt plug about 3 inches at its widest point and 7 inches in length. He quickly licked out his Mistress' asshole and tongue fucked her for about ten seconds all the while using his hands to fuck her pussy. After he thought her asshole was lubed enough he stuffed the butt plug with one big thrust up into her rectum. He heard his mistress gasp but he had no time to look up. Once the butt plug was in, he started to thrust the vibrator in and out of her soaking wet pussy while sucking on her clit. 'Oooooh' he heard his mistress moan which was a good sign. He then proceeded to lick as far in and around her labia and he could then went back to fast and strong flicks with his tongue on her clit. 'Oooooooh yes' John was pleasing his mistress which pleased him. John was pretty sure he only had about a minute and a half left so he went at it with all he had. He took the butt plug and the vibrator out and put the vibrator inside his mistress' anus. He then proceeded to fuck her ass with it while finger fucking her pussy and licking every crevice he could.

John knew she was close, she had to be her juices were flowing all over his hand and she was moaning freely now. She started to push John's head into her pussy she was about to cum. Just then the program came back on and John gave her one final thrust with his fingers and she hit an orgasm. 'Oooooooh mmmmm, you did good Slave but not good enough, look the program has started and I haven't finished cumming.' Becca stood up still shaky from her orgasm. She looked down at the floor and John saw where what she was looking at. A pile of bondage gear, whips, chains, nipple clamps, gags, buzz batons and some ropes. 'Pick up the gear and come with me Slave.' John picked the stuff up and looked his mistress in the eyes and said 'please Mistress I did good you said' 'Quiet Slave this is for your own good to teach you to do better, come on Slave.' Becca said tugging on the leash.

She led John down to the basement where he had endured so many punishments as a result of his deliberate mischievousness or irritating questions aimed at his mistress. The reasons why the basement was the main area of punishment were because it was sound proofed so that any noises made by the tortured couldn't be heard by nosy neighbours. Secondly because it was made for bondage it was naturally dark and kinky with pipes everywhere so that people could be chained in nearly any position the mistress wanted.

Becca made John bend over and tied his hands above his head on one of the pipes. John was now in prime spanking position. 'Now I think 60 strikes with this whip on your ass while wearing some nipple clamps will make you do a better job does that sound fair?' Asked Becca. John who was now getting turned on deceided to test the boundaries and answered 'Why am I being punished Mistress?' 'Hmm it seems that you haven't learnt to keep your mouth closed Slave? Well I think I shall improvise when the time comes.' With an evil smile Becca attached some nipple clamps to John nipple and tug on them to make sure he felt it. John felt it alright as she heard him draw a sharp intake of breath.

She deceided that the ridding crop would work best today as it left a painful reminder to her slave to be obedient. She started striking his right cheek 'Aahhh' after the 30th strike on his right cheek she admired her handiwork and ran her fingers down John's bright red ass cheek. She switched to do another 30 on his left cheek and John was moaning freely now. Only another 5 left so Becca put some extra effort these one. One the final strike John moaned in ecstasy 'mmmmm please Mistress I have been a bad slave I think I need more punishment.' 'Don't worry Slave there's more in store for you today.' She said untying John from the pipes.

This is where the ropes came in handy. Becca ordered her slave to lay down in the middle of the room and open his arms and legs as wide as he could. She had four pieces of rope and tied each one of John's limbs to the corresponding corner of the room. She checked the ropes to make sure they were taught so John couldn't move. She bent down low and grabbed his balls tight 'Right Slave are you listening? Well the aim of this game is to show your resistance, I'm going to use you however I want and you can't cum. If you do there will be trouble Slave and you don't want that.' She said with an evil smile that told John she was going to do it anyway but that's what he loved about his mistress.

Becca took John's semi-hard cock into her hand and ran hand her slowly up and down his shaft she was doing this for about 5 minutes before John got hard as a rock in anticipation for what was to come. She continued to slide her hand up and down his shaft when she saw his balls tightening and John start to moan which meant he was close. She grabbed his balls and squeezed slightly, enough to break him from his trance but not enough to seriously hurt him. 'That's once, if you can last ten times without cumming then I'll give you a special treat but if you fail I won't be happy.' Instead of running her hand slowly un and down his shaft she lubed up his cock and ran her hand up and down his shaft quickly but not too fast. 'Uuuh uuuh I'm gonna cum if you don't stop please mistress' This only served to irritate Becca so she increased her pace and tugged on the nipple clamps which were still attached to John. 'Focus Slave because if you fail me then it won't just be punishment but humiliation too.' 'Mistress please I can't hold it when you do this to me uuuh aaah.' John held on by a thread, the tiniest drip of cum came out but Becca cut her Slave some slack because of what she was about to put him through. 'That's twice, good boy keep it up Slave.'

Next Becca latched her mouth around John's cock and twirled her tongue around his head. She didn't move her mouth from this position and slowly began to tickle John's balls. After about 5 minutes of this John felt the familiar feeling coming and this was a big one. 'Uuuuuuh Mistress I can't hold it please just give me a second Oooooh.' 'Hold it in pet or I'll tie you on the rack and let the fuck machine do its job for about a day.' John was quiet after this severely concentrating on not cumming. John held it just 'Mistress this feels great but please let me cum I promise I'll do whatever you want after.'

Becca twisted on one of the nipple clamps and John gasped and was silent. 'Ok Slave you only have to hold it in 6 times not 10 sound reasonable?' She asked. 'Ummm well I was think-' 'Well Slave I Don't care what you think' Becca interrupted. As soon as said this she got up and put a ball gag in John's mouth. 'Now I can't listen to you complain you little Slut and whatever you do, don't cum until I say you can, got it?' Becca laughed as John tried to answer. 'Good little Slut I knew you would agree with me.' After she had said this she took John's cock into her mouth and at a steady pace began bobbing her head up and down. John was becoming more and more sensitive every time he held it in and nearly came in 2 minutes. 'That's four nearly there Slave.' A muffled 'yes Mistress' came from John.

Becca one again took John in her mouth and began furiously bobbing her head up and down and every time Becca's head came up John moaned loudly. 'Oh God' John shouted as he started shallowly thrusting his hips as far as his restraints would allow. 'Mmmmmm Mistress I held it.' He said proudly. 'Good Slave that's five, one more and then I'll let your big juicy cock cum but until then hold it in.' She said as she came up for air and passionately kissed him. 'Right Slave one of my favourites this time, when I'm position you will thrust as much as you can' Becca said and she kissed her way down to John's still rock hard cock. She took John's cock in her mouth and pushed her head all the way down to the base of his cock. She started to gag as John shallowly started thrusting. Becca pulled up before she started retching. After a few deep breaths she went back down and deep throated his cock and once again he started thrusting. Becca heard various muffled sounds from John as he resisted the urge to shoot cum down her throat. Becca pulled up.

'Great job Slave, you did very well, now as promised I'll let you cum.' As Becca said this she removed the gag from John mouth and kissed him very passionately. Afterwards she stood over his cock and lowered herself onto the head only. Then slowly she slid all the way down. 'Aaaaaah Mistress this was worth it.' John sighed as he became rock hard in anticipation of what was to come. Becca once she had all of John's nine inch dick inside her, leaned forward put her hands on both of John's shoulders and gripped tightly. She then began to pound up and down on John cock. John felt like his cock was a bullet train and his Mistress was the tunnel and he was coming at it with full force. This time Becca was the one moaning 'Oooh Uuuuh yes Slave you're doing a great job, yes yes yeeeees.' John felt Becca's pussy tighten on his burning ramrod as she began to cum. John felt like his cock was gripped with a silk glove as Becca carried on riding him whilst moaning loudly. Finally John was allowed the pleasure of unleashing wave after wave of his hot cum deep inside his mistress' pussy. John was counting the waves he felt 'one, two, three uuuuh, four, five, oh my God, six and seven ooooooooh.' 'Oh my gosh Slave you did a very good job today good boy.'

As Becca said this she dismounted John cock and hovered her pussy of his face a mixture of his and her juices dripping down. John leaned his head forward to try and lick this heavenly spot clean. 'Still horny huh Slave?' Becca said menacingly. 'Yes Mistress very much so please let me fuck you again.' John pleaded. Becca stood up and started to walk away. 'Where are you going Mistress?' John asked. 'To make some phone calls Slave, I have a few friends who might like to play with you since you are my new pet. Oh and just so you know you won't be doing all the fucking Jeff's coming over too.' As she said this she turned on her heel and left John still tied up in the middle of the room.

End of part 1. Part 2 still in the works if I get some good reviews, this was my first bondage story so any constructive critism would be helpful. Thanks and I hope you enjoyed the story.

Captured part 2

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A sound broke through my sleep startling me wide awake. "What a crazy dream" I though as I began to stretch only to bang against the sides of the cage. My eyes flew open as I realized the sound I had heard was the thud of boots coming down the stairs and that if it was a dream I was still in the middle of a total nightmare. Sitting up quickly. My arms wrapped around my knees as I looked right up into the eyes of my captor as he bent down unlocking the cage. As his hand reached in to pull me out I his hand and arm as I tried to squeeze back into the corner away from him. His hand grasp my ankle jerking me across the bottom of the cage and out onto the cement floor. Instead of stopping there he drug me by my foot across the room to where the saw horse was bolted to the floor. On

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ce there he reached down and yanked me upright his face inches from my own. A sadistic grin crossed his face sending a shiver of fear racing through me. My hands began beating against his chest, my feet kicking out connecting with his shins as I began to scream. A loud smack resounded through the dungeon as his had reared back smacking me full across the face freezing me in mid fight.

"Slut you will never do that again." He spun me around, his body pressed against mine as he leaned over me securing first one hand and then the other to cuffs attached to the legs of the horse. Leaning back up he kicked my legs apart before securing them in ankle cuffs. "Wh...what are you going to do to me? Please just let me go and I will not tell anyone what you have done." I struggle against the bounds as I hear him walk across the room and back again.

A blood curdling scream escaped me as he brought a cane down across my upturned ass. "Slut you will never raise your hand or voice to me again. Do you understand?" He brought the cane down again to the back of my thighs when I did not answer. "I said do you understand bitch?" Whimpering I nod earning another slam of the crop to my ass. My yes yielded two more hard stings "You will address me as Sir or Master when you talk girl." After feeling the crop yet again I mumbled "Yes Sir." He continued raining blows across my ass and thighs "Please stop I can not take any more". "You will take what I give you and then thank me for giving it to you girl. I think 25 lashes might help you to remember you are now mine." I started struggling again in earnest, trying to twist and turn away from the crop as each sting felt harder than the one before. Welts crisscrossed my ass each one burning worse with each new slam of the crop against me.

When he finally stopped my sobs were all that could be heard. His voice cut through the pain that clouded my brain "Don’t you have something to say slut?" When I did not know what he expected he laughed shortly before running his hand across the stinging welts marring my ass and thighs. "What did I tell you that you would do when I punished you?" Each word was emphasized with his hand connecting with my ass "Don’t tell me you are a stupid slut who can not follow a simple command." My mind scrambled back to what he had said, "Thank you Sir" I cried out. "Very good slut" his hand stopped caressing the burning cheeks of my ass "Maybe you will remember quicker next time." "For remembering even though you had to be reminded I will rub something cooling on your strips to help."

I could hear him moving around behind me "Thank you Sir". My ass felt as if it was on fire and the thought of something, anything to help brought another sob from me. I felt a cool wet rag tough my back as he began to rub down across the welts and slightly broken open skin. My sigh of relief was short lived and my skin went from hurting and burning to stinging like someone was pouring fire onto it. "What’s wrong slut? You don’t like the feel of cold lemon juice to cool your skin? Next time maybe you will not have to be reminded of the things I tell you." Blessed darkness intruded my mind as I passed out from the unexpect pain he had brought to me.

As I came to I noticed two things, first I was no longer laying over the saw horse and second that I was laying on a table, my arms and legs tied spread eagle and my ass still burning as I lay on it. I look wildly around the room, my eyes zeroing in on him as he removed things from the cabinet placing them on a tray beside him. After selecting everything he wanted he turned noticing my eyes upon him as he pushed the rolling tray over to where I was secured atop the table. "Welcome back girl". When he got back beside me he reached out grabbing a nipple between his fingers and giving it a rough pinch causing both of them to tighten. "Oh you like that do you slut?

Shaking my hear I quickly reply "No Sir." Laughing he reaches to the try and picks up something in a bottle and applies it to his finger tips before rubbing it onto each nipple. As he removed his hands my breast started to fill fuller, the nipples hardening even more, just the air in the room moving across them cause my back to arch upwards a soft moan sliding past my lips.

His eyes never left mine as he just stood there a moment watching as my tongue slipped across my lips as my breast felt as though they were growing even larger. He reached out flicking both nipples causing me to cry out at the sensitivity they felt. "Ah they seem to want some attention don’t they, well lets see how much they really want." He began pinching and twisting my nipples, his nails biting into the skin causing me to cry out from the pain. "You like that don’t you bitch?" "No Sir, please stop that hurt so bad, please, please stop." Laughing at the pain I was feeling he surprisingly removed his hands from my breast but my sigh of relief was short lived as he replaced his fingers with alligator clamps. "No!" I cried out "God that hurts, stop damn it." Pulling on the chain which ran between the clamps caused tears to run down my face "Bitch I told you never tell me what to do. Do I make myself clear slut?" "Yes sir, but it hurts so bad." With another tug he released the chain leaving the clamps to dig into my nipples as the pain seemed to radiate through my entire body.

My attention was pulled back to him as I felt him rubbing something on my mound. "I never want to see or feel hair down here again. This time I will take care of it but after today you will keep yourself clean or shaved or next time I will remove the hair with tweezers, plucking each hair one at a time. Do you understand bitch?" "Yes..yes sir." My eyes widen as I watch him picking up a razor terror felling me as I fear what he will do as he shaves the hair covering my cunt. As he finishes he washes off the shaving cream with cool water, to my embarrassment, the feel of the rag against my smooth skin causes me to become wet. "You nasty little slut, you like that do you? Well so do I cause now I can see much better what you have to offer."

He separates my lips holding them open as he runs a finger across my clit his nail teasing it, bringing it from hiding, making it hard. "Damn what a little horny slut you are." His nail flicks over me once than twice more before his fingers close over it pinching hard causing my hips to shoot up, my legs straining against the ropes tied to them. Before I could catch my breath I saw him reach back to the tray, "No!" I whimper as I see what is in his hands....

The Exhibit,Ch.4

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The Exhibit, Part 4, Hot Flashes
-- by jessicablank

Synopsis:  At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how the use of Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds to obey her, so very deeply.  Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "relaxation chambers" to expand her business, getting chambers at a discount, in exchange for using them to recruit more slaves for Dominica.  The problem is, fewer and fewer new slaves have been reporting to Dominica's mountain community.  MzDominica sent out some of her slaves on a little "reconnaissance mission," and they found that the relaxation chambers were no longer d

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elivering their brainwashing messages to Mistress Black's customers.  Dominica's response, her plan, will be subtle and seductive -- and so very appropriate.

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Part 4:  Hot Flashes
 
Mistress Black strode into her living room, carrying a towel and livid with anger.  Her slave Sheila, in the midst of dusting and vacuuming, knelt on the floor, as was appropriate for a slave.  Her rubber French maid's outfit was tight and confining, and the vibrators in her pussy and ass kept her in a continual state of arousal that was never fulfilled, but could not be ignored.  The redhead had learned to be quiet, and bowed her head to the floor, awaiting Mistress' commands.
 
"Stand," Mistress Black ordered.  And Sheila quickly stood, her hands at her sides.

SMACK!  Mistress Black gave Sheila a solid slap to the face.  The girl was stunned, her head lolling to the right, slowly recovering.  But she remained still, standing, her rubber-covered hands at sides.  Secretly, Mistress was pleased.  But she was still angry and frustrated.
 
SMACK!  SMACK!  Mistress rained two more blows across the girl's cheeks, one from the right, the other, backhanded, from the left.  Sheila stood, eyes downcast, her face feeling like it was on fire, and awaited her Mistress instructions.

"There is something wrong with my tanning bed, you little slut!"  Mistress Black threw the towel on the floor, breathing heavily.  She had grown to truly enjoy the sense of euphoria she always felt, the glow of the tanning bed warming her skin in the early morning.  And today, she missed it.  She was irritated.  Mistress lifted her hand and pointed her index finger into Sheila's face, almost like a warning.  "Call the repair place.  NOW!" she said, then stalked off toward the bathroom and a relaxing tub bath.

Sheila went to a counter, opened the address book, and then began pressing buttons on the phone.
 
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"Hi, I'm here to repair the tanning bed!"
 
The spa receptionist looked up at the man in the technician's uniform, carrying the toolbox.  He was tall, lean, muscular.  Obviously he worked out… and obviously he used his company's own product frequently, judging by his deeply tanned skin.  She checked his ID badge and his clipboard, then stood, smiling.  "Welcome… Bob," she said.  "My name is Chantal.  Is there anything I can get for you?  A cup of coffee?"
 
"No thanks, Miss, but I appreciate the offer," he replied, a wide grin on his face.  "I just need to know where the malfunctioning unit is."
 
"Sure, this way," she said, leading him toward the back of the shop.

Of course, Mistress Black had her own, private tanning bed.  She kept it in the spa, near the workout room, like the other tanning beds.  But this one was hers alone, in a room with its own lock and key.  As the owner, she reserved certain rights to herself, including not to share some kinds of equipment with the great "rank and file" of humanity.

Chantal unlocked the room, and waved Bob in, toward the broken tanning bed.  He thanked her and walked in, setting his toolbox down on the floor.  In a few moments, he had a panel open, and a small electronic diagnostic box attached to the interior works of the bed.  "If there's anything you need," she said, "just press the red switch on the wall here."  She pointed to the wall plate near the bed.

"I sure will, Chantal," Bob said, as he looked up from unscrewing a connector.  "Thank you!"  He smiled, showing a set of beautifully white teeth… She smiled back… and then Bob looked down again, focused on the repair work.

Chantal was hoping he'd be here a while.  She admired the way his uniform shaped itself around his firm arms… and ass…  Maybe the tanning bed would require lots of work.  Maybe she could find other things for him to fix.  She tore herself away, to return to the reception desk…
 
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The next morning, in the tanning room, Mistress Black removed her towel, put on her goggles and ear buds, and twisted the timer knob on the lid of the ultraviolet bed.  She pressed the start button, and lay down, pulling the top closed -- ready for a few minutes of heavenly, euphoric light, warming and caressing her skin, while she listened to her favorite music.
 
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Kneeling before MzDominica in Her office, the slave had explained it like this:
 
"The pineal gland is embedded deep inside the brain -- but it is often thought of as a 'third eye,' because it reacts to light, very much like the eyes do.  It has a lot to do with establishing the circadian rhythms of wakefulness and sleep.  Light falls upon the skin in the daytime, darkness at night -- and the pineal gland syncs up with the day/night cycle."
 
"And this," MzDominica asked, "is how you will get around the fact that she wears goggles in her tanning bed?"
 
"That's right, Mistress," the slave replied.  "Her pineal gland reacts to light -- and if something reacts to light, it can be programmed with light."  He bowed to the floor.  "Her mind will be Yours, Mistress."
 
"Good boy, slave," Dominica replied.  The slave shuddered, feeling waves of pleasure ripple through his cock, his chest, up to his head.  Not quite orgasms, but they were intense, delicious, and so addictive.  And they were over -- so very soon.  He was already looking for new ways to serve Dominica, hoping to feel that pleasure again.  He knew that as soon as he finished with this task, She would put him back to work in the fields, naked, where the sun bronzed his skin, and the harvest work made his body grow lean and strong.  Where every task he performed would make him feel Her caresses upon his sex.  Stroking up and down, up and down, all day long.

MzDominica continued, "I will have my spy replace Mistress Black's mp3 player with one that has more… interesting… sound tracks in it."  She smiled.  "Go now, and give that woman's tanning bed a little… upgrade!"  She laughed, quietly, as the slave crawled away.  Oh yes, this was going to be so good!
 
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In the tanning bed, the long tubes seemed to glow so steadily.  But if one's mind was truly quick enough -- quick like a computer -- she would notice that the lights were flickering.  Flashing.  Coruscating.  In patterns would appear to be random -- if one were aware of the subliminal, flashing variations.  But they were not random.  This tube glowed just a little bit brighter, illuminating and warming Mistress Black's left thigh and abdomen just a little more, for a second.  That tube glowed just a little bit darker, making her skin feel slightly cooler… for just a moment.  And so it went on, flickering and flashing.  Warming and cooling.  Brighter, darker, brighter-brighter, darker, cooler, warm, hot, then cool.  Over and over and over again.
 
And all the while, the mp3 unit played music -- and a subliminal sound track.  MzDominica's voice.  Suggesting… Teasing…  Soothing…  An idea here… A trigger word implanted there…  The flickering, flashing lights only increased the effectiveness of the barely-audible second track.  Flickering and flashing.  Glimmering and glittering.  So warm and cold.  So good to hear the voice.  So reasonable and pleasurable to listen.  So good to simply lie there, feeling the flickering moments of heat and cold, brightness and dark.  Dropping down and down and down into light and dark.  So gentle and flickering light and dark.  So restful and relaxing to simply drift and listen.  Drift and listen.  Darker and lighter, quiet and flickering.  So many simple things, so easy to do.  Yes, easy to do.  Much easier than trying to resist.  Feeling every muscle just let go.  Even those tiny muscles in her full, heavy bladder.  Just letting go and relaxing.  Especially when she saw or heard a special trigger word...
 
Mistress Black lay in her tanning bed, every muscle relaxed, while she smiled a gentle, quiet smile, enjoying the flickering heat and cold on her skin.  Dropping down and down and down, and listening to the pretty music.  So good.  So good to listen.
 
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Mistress Black walked slowly into her living room, carrying a towel.  A little unsure of her footsteps.  Her slave Sheila, in the midst of spot cleaning the walls, knelt on the floor, as was appropriate for a slave, awaiting Mistress' commands.
 
"Stand," Mistress Black ordered.  And Sheila quickly stood, her hands at her sides.  In one hand she held a sponge, in the other a spray bottle of a cleaner named Fantastik.
 
Mistress Black suddenly released all her pee onto the hardwood floor, staring at the bottle.  She looked down, a little uncertainly, then looked up at the rubber-covered French maid.  "Clean that up," she commanded.  Then Mistress stepped around the puddle and walked away, down the hall.  She entered her big bedroom and closed the door.
 
Sheila quickly walked to the small table by the easy chair, picked up the phone, and dialed a number.  "This is 43," she said.  "Phase 1 complete.  Ready for phase 2."
 
From the other end of the phone came MzDominica's voice.  "Begin phase 2.  You must obey."
 
"I must obey Dominica," Sheila replied.  She hung up, and briskly walked to the door of Mistress Black's bedroom, listening.  After a moment of hearing nothing, she carefully opened the door, and saw that Mistress lay on her bed, on her back, one arm at her side, the other crossed over her forehead.  Breathing slowly and deeply.

Quietly, careful not to disturb Mistress, Sheila lifted the raised arm and placed it at the woman's side.  She listened again for any variation in the slow, deep pattern of Mistress' breathing.  Then she reached down into Mistress' handbag, pulled out the earbuds, and gently inserted them into Mistress' ears.  In another few moments, she had attached a different mp3 player to the headphones, and moved an upright lamp from the corner near Mistress' bed.  She turned on the mp3 player, turned on the lamp, and quickly walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
 
On her bed, Mistress Black felt, rather than saw, the upright lamp flicker and flash, while the mp3 track played commands into her ears.  Playing commands over and over.  For obedience… for obsession… for relaxation…  Yes, she needed to relax…  Relax and obey…  Relax…  Relax and obey…

Early in the morning, Sheila opened the door to Mistress' bedroom.  Carefully.  Quietly.  The woman still lay on her back, hands at her sides, headphones still in place.  Her eyes were open, but they did not move.  Only her pupils, dilating wide, then constricting -- in sync with the flashing, flickering lamp.

Sheila reached up under her maid's dress and pulled down her rubber panties, letting them drop to the floor.  Then she walked over to the bed, shielding her eyes from the lamp with one rubber-covered hand, and climbed on top of Mistress Black, straddling her chest.  She pulled off the headphones and said, "A gift from Mistress Dominica."  Then pushed her shaved pussy against the hypnotized woman's mouth.  "You must obey."
 
"I must obey Dominica."  Mistress Black's voice came muffled from between Sheila's legs.

"Drink," Sheila commanded, in a tone her Mistress had never heard her use.

Mistress opened her mouth wide, and Sheila released a long, steady stream of pee into her mouth.  The woman swallowed, gulping, trying to keep up with the pungent liquid pouring in.

When her bladder was empty, Sheila gave one more command.  "Sleep," she said, and rose from the bed.  She turned off the lamp, and moved it back to its normal position in the corner, then put the earbuds away in Mistress' handbag.  She looked back at the bed, and saw that Mistress' eyes were closed, that she had curled up, lying on her side.  Breathing quietly and deeply.  Sheila picked up her rubber panties and left, again closing the door behind her.

It was nearly noon when Mistress Black arose from her bed, and went to the bathroom for her morning shower.  Her male slave "vomit" was there next to the commode, on his knees, shifting his weight back and forth, trying to hold in his pee -- because he was not permitted to release it in the morning until after Mistress had used him as her toilet.

Mistress smiled at her slave's helplessness, and snapped her fingers, pointing to the spot on the floor between her legs.  She shifted her stance, separating her legs wider, to give him room.  vomit crawled to the spot and waited, face upturned, mouth open, eyes closed.  She grabbed his head roughly, pressing his mouth against her smooth pussy, and gushed into his mouth.  The slave noticed that Mistress' pee had a different taste this morning.  He had learned to enjoy and desire every variation in Mistress' flavor -- but this seemed unlike anything he had tasted before.  Gulping noisily, he swallowed, still shifting his weight, struggling to control his full, aching bladder just a little bit longer.  Mistress released his head and commanded, "Go."  He scampered away on all fours, down the hall to the slaves' bathroom, racing against the cramps that threatened to make him let loose before he could get there.

In the shower, Mistress Black felt the warm water, spraying down upon her face, her neck, her breasts, as she slowly washed herself with the scented soap.  She needed a vacation, she decided.  Someplace far away.  Just for a while.  A week, maybe.  What she wanted was to take a long drive, up into the mountains…  A long drive, to someplace she could get away for a while, and relax.

She knew just the place.  Like she could see a roadmap to it in her head.  It was so clear.  She'd been there before.  Up to MzDominica's tavern.  She had a ranch or something up there, and had invited female dominants to stay for visits.  It would be the perfect thing.  She would tell the new slave… Sheila?  Tell her to cancel all her appointments for a week, and make sure her car was ready.

Yes, time for a long drive.  And a vacation.
 
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Mistress Black's adventures are not finished yet, as you may have guessed!

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