“Calm down, pet, or I won’t let you up.” Her voice was soft but held authority.

            When she moved into his line of sight she took his breath away. She was dressed in a silky green robe that matched the color of her eyes. It fitted her curves perfectly and he was hard almost instantly. She laughed lightly when she pulled the blankets back on the bed.

            “We really need to work on your self control, pet.” She reached forward to release the chain holding him to the bed and her breasts brushed against his face tantalizingly. “Okay, sit up.”

            He struggled to sit up with his arms still bound behind him. She reached out to grip his elbow and steady him.

            “If I release your arms will you behave or am I going to have to shock you into submission again?”

            He closed his eyes and whispered angrily, “I’ll do whatever you say just get that goddamn tail out of my ass.”

            She chuckled lightly, her hands running down his arms and chest.

            “Yes, I suppose it is becoming a bit painful by now, isn’t it?” She clipped a leash to his collar then reached behind him, pressing her breasts against his chest.

She slipped a key into the cuffs binding his hands and quickly freed him. He pulled his arms around and grabbed her shoulders tightly.

“Now what will you do, bitch?”

She smiled sweetly at him. “And how do you plan to get past Cree? There’s only one door out of here and he’s on the other side with a remote to your collar.”

Conner stared at her while his mind worked through the possibilities.

“Can you kill with your own hands, Conner? Or do you need someone else to do it for you?” she taunted him.

His right hand slid up her arm to her throat. He slowly tightened his grip. Her eyes never left his, even as his fingers tightened around her neck. Suddenly, he jerked away from her and fell off the bed onto his knees, grabbing at the collar around his neck. His eyes wildly searched the room, finally seeing Cree standing in the open doorway, a remote in his hand. She stared at him for several seconds as he writhed on the floor.

“Enough!” she finally called.

Cree released his hold on the remote and tossed it to her as he stepped forward into the room. He grabbed Conner by the elbow and jerked him to his feet.

“Let’s go,” Cree growled at the other man.

She followed them from the room. When they drew near the sunken tub Cree stopped Conner. He reached down and viciously yanked the tale from Conner’s ass then tossed it aside, ignoring the other man’s scream of pain.

“Get in the tub,” Cree ordered. When Conner didn’t move, Cree pushed him forward. “Get in the tub,” he repeated.

Conner stumbled forward and managed to climb down the steps into the tub. The hot water soothed his ravaged ass and he slowly relaxed. When Cree started to fasten the leash to the side of the pool a tiny hand was laid over his large one, stopping him.

“That won’t be necessary now,” she said softly, staring intently at Conner.

“But he –”

“Is in acute pain.” She turned angry eyes on the large black man. “I understand your anger, Cree, but I don’t want him damaged.”

“I’m sorry, Mistress Delayhoe. It won’t happen again.”

“It had better not.”

She pulled the leash from his hand and shrugged off her robe then stepped into the tub. She handed the remote to him over her shoulder.

“Stay close,” she said softly.”

“Yes, Mistress.”

Valerie eased over next to Conner and clasped his hands in hers. He jerked away from her and almost fell when he lost his balance in the water. She grabbed his elbow to steady him as he grabbed the edge of the tub.

“I’m sorry, Conner. He shouldn’t have done that,” she said softly. “I don’t want you maimed physically.”

“What the fuck do you want?”

“I want my husband back, damn it. But he’s dead. So you’ll just have to do.” She stared up at him in anger.

He slowly sank down to sit on the bench running around the tub. When his ass connected with the bench and his weight settled on it, he jumped back to his feet.

“Goddamn it!”

His eyes blazed when she giggled at him. Slowly, he relaxed and started to chuckle lightly. She grasped his arm and urged him to turn from her.

“Turn around,” she ordered.

“Why?” he asked suspiciously.

“So I can make your ass feel better,” she replied, shoving against his shoulder. “Come on.” She led him part way up the steps of the tub. “Okay, this is good.” She sat down on the steps and nodded to Cree. He switched on the air and the turbulent bubbles started to roll the water. “Come here.”

She reached her arms toward Conner. He nervously edged closer to her. She caught his hand in hers and pulled him down next to her. He knelt beside her to avoid sitting. She pulled on his arms and he leaned toward her, slowly reclining over her lap. Her hands gently massaged his back slowly making their way down to his hips. She tenderly worked her fingers across his ass cheeks to slowly part them. He flinched and tried to pull away.

“Shhh, I just want to see how bad it is.” Her voice was soft and calming.

He quieted and let her probing fingers check his anal opening. She finally pulled her hands away and rubbed his shoulders.

“I’ll put some salve on it after your bath. That should help. I don’t think he did any real damage when he pulled it out. You’ll just be a bit tender for a day or two.”

“Thanks,” he replied bitterly.

“Oh, don’t be such a baby,” she said with a laugh as she smacked him on the ass.

“Ow!” He jerked away from her and gave her a withering look.

“It’s not that bad,” she said as she grabbed his prick.

“Don –” He stopped when she laid her finger over his lips.

“You talk too much, pet.” She smiled up at him. Rising from her seat on the steps she slowly moved back down in the tub, leading him by his cock. He followed silently. “Finish your bath,” she instructed him.

She moved away from him and stepped out of the tub. He watched her go. She toweled off and left the room, still naked. Once she was gone he moved around in the tub to find the soap and washcloth. He leisurely washed himself then climbed from the tub and toweled off. When he tossed the towel aside he felt a tug on his leash and realized that Cree was pulling on it. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the large black man.

“Come with me,” Cree said.

Conner silently followed Cree from the bathroom. He was led down a long hallway to a small carpeted room. A thin mat was placed in one corner of the room, a toilet and sink stood in the opposite corner. Conner turned a confused look on Cree but the other man had already turned to leave.

“Wait! What –”

Cree was already gone and the door closed behind him. Conner lunged at the door, trying unsuccessfully to open it. He pounded on it to no avail. After several minutes of no response he gave up, unhooked the leash from his collar, tossed it aside and started to pace around the small room. Finally, he went to the sink and turned on the cold water. He was surprised when it actually worked. Letting the tap run for a few seconds he eventually dipped his hands under the water and lifted a small amount to his lips as he bent over the sink. The cool water tasted wonderful to him since he hadn’t eaten or had anything to drink since – the limo, whenever that had been. He took several sips of the water and was drying his hands when the door sprang open. Turning his head he saw Cree enter with a tiny Japanese woman. Cree carried a tray of sandwiches and a glass of soda water while the woman had a tube of something in her hand. Conner watched them suspiciously.

“Lie down on your stomach,” Cree ordered.

Conner narrowed his eyes and stared at the other man warily. “Why?”

Cree sighed heavily. “Mistress wants your ass tended to. Lie down.”

The little Asian woman smiled comfortingly and nodded at him, holding out the tube in her hand. She said something in her native tongue and made rubbing motions with her free hand. Conner nervously watched Cree as he carefully lowered himself onto the mat and laid down on his stomach. The tiny woman approached him and gently rubbed her hand across his lower back. Slowly, her hand may its way to his buttocks and she tenderly spread his cheeks. He gritted his teeth and suppressed a grunt when she probed lightly with her fingers. She spoke to him in her native tongue again then he jumped when he felt a cold cream hit his ass. Her fingers worked the cream around and into his asshole. It hurt at first but the pain eased as she worked. When she finished she went to the sink and washed her hands then moved to stand next to the door. Cree sat the tray of sandwiches and the drink on the floor next to Conner’s head and shoulders, well within his reach.

“Mistress thought you might be hungry,” he said then he turned and left, the little Asian woman preceding him out the door.

Conner was famished and ate the sandwiches quickly. He drank the soda water greedily then pushed the tray aside. Turning his head away from the door, he lay quietly on the mat and soon fell asleep.

 

Valerie watched the television monitor with interest as Mae Ling tended to her pet’s ass. She laughed at the way he ate hungrily after his two keepers had left. Even long after he had fallen asleep she watched. She stared at his handsome profile, looking so angelic in sleep, and wondered how he could be so ruthless. She could feel the power in him when she confronted him. He was definitely a dangerous man but she loved the way she felt when she was controlling him. And, God, he was good in bed.

She wondered what he would be like if he took a woman willingly. How good would he be then? He’s magnificent to look at and simply wonderful to touch, she thought. And he’s absolutely all mine. She smiled to herself.

“Conner Web belongs to me,” she said aloud. “Conner Web is my fuck toy.”

Valerie giggled to herself as she watched him sleep. She almost felt sorry for him. He was so confused he didn’t even know what day it was. Hell, he didn’t even know what time it was. The poor man had no idea where he was or who he was fucking. She laughed aloud. God, this is great, she thought to herself.

“Payback’s a bitch, isn’t it, Conner?” she whispered.

 

Conner was awakened by the sound of the door closing. He jerked his head around to see Cree standing over him.

“Get up.”

The first thing he noticed was that the tray his sandwiches had been on was gone. Apparently, someone had been in the room earlier and he hadn’t heard them. He slowly got to his feet. Once he was standing, Cree attached a leash to his collar and tugged on it, pulling him forward. He was led unceremoniously from his small cell, down a long hallway to an elevator. They descended to the first floor and he was led through a maze of hallways to a large, gaily-decorated ballroom. Cree led him to a column in the center of the room and stopped. A tiny, masked form stepped from behind the column and Cree handed her the leash.

Conner stared at the beautiful creature in front of him, not noticing Cree’s movement to the other side of the column. She was dressed in a tight, short green dress that displayed all of her curves nicely and perfectly matched her green eyes. A deep green mask covered her face. The six-inch heels she wore were dyed to match the dress. He started to get hard as soon as he saw her. She noticed his erection immediately and started to fondle him.

“You really do like me, don’t you, pet?”

“You look very nice,” he replied noncommittally.

She laughed. “Well, that’s because we’re having a little party this evening.” She moved around him, causing him to shift his position so his back was to the column. When she moved closer to him, he instinctively moved backward, pressing his back against the column. “You’ll enjoy it, I think.”

He felt cuffs click around his wrists and realized he was trapped against the column.

“What the hell?” He turned his head from side to side, trying to see what was going on.

“You’re our entertainment, pet,” she purred at him. “You see, I’ve invited a few of my closest female friends over for an evening of fun and games.” She let her right hand roam up over his bare chest. “You’re the fun and games, pet.”

He shook his head from side to side. “You’re insane.”

“I’ve warned you before about talking too much. Since you just can’t seem to control your tongue, I’ll have to gag you tonight.”

The cuffs pulled tighter on his wrists, pulling his arms back around the column. They were fastened in place then Cree appeared next to him. The tiny woman in front of him reached up and pinched his nose closed. He fought for air and finally had to open his mouth to gasp for a breath. When he pulled a breath in, she shoved a large penis gag into his mouth, releasing her hold on his nose, and held the gag in place while Cree fastened the straps around his head. Conner stared down malevolently at her. She smiled sweetly at him when she produced a remote control and held it up for him to see.

“It just keeps getting better and better, pet,” she said softly.

She pushed a button on the remote and the gag in his mouth jumped to life. Conner grunted and jerked spasmodically, throwing his head from side to side. His breathing and eyes showed the panic he felt. She caressed his cheek with her right hand, holding the remote in her left.

“I’ll leave it on low for now, pet, so you can get used to it.”

He grunted desperately at her, pleading with his eyes. She leaned forward to kiss and lick his nipples, her right hand sliding down his neck and chest to fondle his cock and balls.

“I’ll be back soon,” she whispered when she pulled away from him. She chuckled when she saw he was becoming erect again. “Don’t miss me too much.”

Conner watched her disappear through a different door than the one he’d been brought through. He tried to relax his jaws and ignore the vibration in his mouth but it wasn’t easy. Cree strapped cuffs around Conner’s ankles and pulled his legs apart, chaining them to the column as well. He then set up a large table next to the column Conner was trapped against and began laying out various toys and implements. Conner watched with dread and interest as Cree worked. Finally, the big black man finished his task. He silently fixed a mask over Conner’s face then left the room. Conner was alone with his thoughts and the vibrating cock gag.

When the mysterious lady finally returned she was not alone. There were two other women with her, both wore masks. Like her they were both dressed in tight, well-fitting dresses which showed off their curves to their advantage. One was blonde while the other was a brunette.

“Oh my God, Val. You really do have a fucking man tied up in here. This is so fucking wild,” the blonde squealed in excitement.

“He’s really built too,” the brunette commented. “Can we touch him?”

“Of course, ladies. He’s here for your enjoyment. You can touch him however you like with the exception of his ass. You’re also welcome to use any of the toys and implements on the table next to him. Just please don’t leave any permanent marks. I rather like my new toy.”

“So what’s his name?” the blonde asked.

“I just call him pet,” Val replied. She turned to Conner and pressed her right hand to his cheek. “Pet this is Ronnie.” She indicated the brunette. “And Candy.” She indicated the blonde. “Be nice to them.”

He stared at her in silence. She let her hand slide down to the collar around his throat. Her fingers played it with for a moment as she stared into his eyes.

“Be nice,” she repeated.

He grunted at her. She turned and left the room. He was alone with the two strange women. They immediately jumped at him, their hands skimming over his body lightly.

“You are a treasure, pet,” Ronnie purred at him as she turned to the table next to him while Candy sucked his right nipple between her teeth. “What to do first? Do you have a favorite?”

She idly picked up a leather flogger in one hand and the riding crop Val had used on him before in the other hand. Candy turned her attention to the table and squealed in delight.

“Let’s get him hard with the vibrators then put the clamps on him!”

“What a wonderful idea,” Ronnie agreed. “Then we can whack them off with the flogger and crop.”

He grunted frantically around the vibrating gag in his mouth and wiggled uselessly against his bonds as they approached him with vibrators. Ronnie went to work on his prick while Candy played with his nipples. When the vibrator Ronnie held against his cock first jumped against his sensitive genitals he jerked and grunted into the gag. The sensations soon became pleasant and he lost himself in the feelings. His prick began to grow and his nipples stood erect as the women continued their ministrations. He pressed his head back against the column he was bound to and closed his eyes, reveling in the feelings the women were evoking. A low moan escaped his throat just as Ronnie laid her vibrator aside. She handed several clips to Candy and took several more from the table for herself. She carefully pulled a bit of skin away from his prick and snapped a clip onto the small fold.

Conner’s eyes sprang open, a guttural scream of agony roared from his throat and slipped around the gag in his mouth. The muscles in his neck, arms and legs stood out as he fought against the blazing pain in his groin. He gasped for air and continued to scream into his gag. Candy released a clip onto his right nipple and more screams poured from around the gag. When Ronnie pinched another clip to his cock, he struggled against his bonds mightily.

“God,” she whispered loudly. “Look at those muscles.”

“He’s gorgeous,” Candy replied.

Val entered the room again followed by two more women, one blonde and one redheaded.

“I see you’re entertaining yourselves,” she called to Ronnie and Candy.

“Oh, God, Val, he’s fucking beautiful!” Ronnie exclaimed.

“Oh, dear, pet. They’ve started you off a bit rough I see,” she commented as she looked him up and down.

“And he’s already gone flat on us,” Ronnie pointed out.

“Perhaps I can help with that,” Val replied.

She reached out and caressed his clenched jaw, drawing his attention. Slowly, she unbuttoned her dress and slid it over her shoulders, staring into his eyes as she let it fall to the floor. She stood before him in a lacy black bra that more displayed her breasts than hid them and matching lacy g-string panties. She wore thigh-high stockings and her heels. Ever so slowly, she pirouetted for him then leaned in to rub her tiny body against him. He was unable to control his body’s automatic response to her. His cock grew hard and started to ooze pre-cum.

“Oh, Val, he likes you,” Ronnie commented before clipping two more clips onto his now stiff rod.

He screamed into his gag, squeezing his eyes closed in pain. His prick quickly deflated again. Valerie leaned forward to nibble on his earlobe then move down to his left nipple. She slowly worked her way back up his chest so she could chew on his neck then moved back to his ear. Suddenly, she shoved her tongue into his ear and his cock shot up. Ronnie smacked two more clips on him, drawing more screams from him. Val moved away so Candy could snap her clip on his left nipple. The women all stood back to admire their work.

“By the way, pet,” Val said with a smile and indicated the two new women. “This is Angel.” She pointed to the second blonde then to the redhead. “And this is Venus.”

 

Conner was struggling to stand when Val led her guests from the ballroom. If he hadn’t been bound so tightly to the column, his legs wouldn’t have held him upright. He was covered in bright red welts and sweat beaded his body. His head rested against the column he was bound to, his eyes closed as he hovered near sleep from exhaustion. He flinched when he felt hands at his sore wrists. Cree released him from the column, took the mask off of him then removed the gag from his mouth and tossed it away. He turned and tugged on the leash that he attached to Conner’s collar.

“Come, you must bathe now.”

Silently, Conner followed him from the ballroom and back through the winding corridors to the elevator. They rode back up to the third floor and Cree led him back to the sunken tub. Conner climbed thankfully into the steaming water and sank onto the bench ignoring the pain in his ass. Cree attached his leash to one of the crevices in the floor then disappeared from the room. Conner sank down in the water and simply soaked in for a time. Finally, he roused himself enough to wash the evening’s grime and sweat from his body then he lay back in the water and dozed until Cree came for him.

“Come,” was all the big man said.

Conner climbed wearily from the water and toweled off then followed Cree. He was surprised to be led back to the big, mirrored bedroom. Cree locked Conner’s leash to the headboard of the bed then left the room. Conner sat down on the bed to wait then slowly laid back to get more comfortable. His eyes slowly slid closed and soon he was fast asleep. He awoke to a soft touch on his pelvis. His eyes fluttered open to see Val bent over him, her long auburn hair dancing lightly against his hips and legs. When he tried to reach out to touch her he realized his hands were cuffed to the headboard.

“Damn it,” he swore softly.

She glanced up at him with a smile and returned to her work. He felt something cold press against his cock, causing him to flinch. She smacked his hip hard with the flat of her hand.

“Stay still,” she commanded. He felt her hands on his prick, rubbing something cold into the skin. A few minutes later she said softly, “There, all done.”

She patted his groin and smiled up at him.

“Done with what?” he asked suspiciously.

“A little lotion for you.” She smiled as she crawled up his body and lay down next to him, wiping her hands on a damp towel. “It will help you stay ready for me for a very, very long time.” She smiled wickedly as her left hand played with his nipples. “I might even let you cum later.” She glanced up at him coquettishly, and chuckled. “Now, speaking of cumming, you have pleasured everyone but me tonight. So, you will make me cum at least three times tonight. And you’ll use your mouth or your hands – or both – to do it.”

“And if I don’t?” he asked,

“Oh, you will, pet,” she replied, playing idly with the collar locked around his throat. “You will.”

She reached up and released his hands from the cuffs holding them to the headboard. Then she released the leash from his collar and pressed her lips to his.

“If you want to cum, that is,” she said when she pulled away from him.

She glanced down at his groin to see that he was already starting to grow hard. Chuckling lightly, she rolled onto her back and tugged lightly on his right nipple.

“Come on, pet, get busy.”

He moaned low as he moved toward her. His left hand squeezed and kneaded her tits while his right hand moved down to pinch and tickle her clit. He lowered his head to cover her lips with his. Their tongues sparred with one another while his fingers explored her velvet depths. She wiggled and moaned beneath him. Suddenly, her arms grasped his shoulders and pulled him to her. She slid her arms down his back, raking his skin with her fingernails, pulling his hips toward her as she screamed out her joy. He held her tightly, his rock-hard cock pressed against her leg, as she spasmed against him.

“Oh, God, pet,” she panted. “You are good.”

They lay entwined in each others’ arms for long minutes until her breathing calmed. When he felt her relaxing, he slid his hands over her body, touching her everywhere. She arched her back and moaned low. His teeth nipped at her neck as his fingers pinched her nipples.

“Yes!” she cried. “Please, don’t stop!”

He moved down to nuzzle at her breasts, taking the left one in his mouth and sucking lightly. His right hand continued to tease the right nipple while his left hand moved down her body to find her hot, wet tunnel. He pressed and rubbed her clit with his thumb while sliding his first finger inside her. She bucked her hips up to meet his hand so he slid a second finger in as well.

“Ohhh,” she moaned.

Conner nipped lightly at her left nipple while gently squeezing the right nipple and her clit, his fingers pumping in and out of her pussy. Her fingernails raked over his back, her hips lifting to meet his strokes.

“Oh, God, pet, yesssss!”

He slid a third finger into her pussy and pinched her clit viciously She sank her fingernails into his shoulders as she screamed in ecstasy. Her pussy contracted around his fingers, her legs squeezed his hand tightly. He shoved his fingers as deeply into her as he could and waited, looking up at her through his dark lashes. When her body finally relaxed its grip on him, he slid his hand from her dripping cunt. She lay panting beneath him. He rolled onto his back and gripped his aching cock. He had never been so hard before without cumming. What the hell did she put on me, he wondered.

She suddenly rolled over and climbed on top of him. Her wet, hot tunnel closed over his hard prick, drawing a wild moan from deep in his throat.

“That’s only two, pet. You still have one left. I told you to make me cum at least three times.” She stared down at him with bright eyes.

He reached up to grip her tits in his hands. His fingers closed around her nipples and pulled, forcing her to lean down toward him. He played with her tits while their tongues sparred and she rode his cock. She bounced wildly on him finally forcing him to release his hold on her tits. They broke their kiss and she sat up, leaning back. He stared up at her and watched her round tits bounce as she rode him with abandon. Her hands reached out and she grabbed his nipples, squeezing relentlessly.

“Ooohhhh, Gooodddddd!”

He felt her cunt squeeze tightly around his swollen prick and convulse wildly, her legs locked tightly around his hips. It felt like she would squeeze  his cock off when she finally relaxed and fell forward onto his chest, exhausted. After a few minutes, she pulled herself off his still hard rod and rolled over to lay next to him.

“You are such a wonderful fuck, pet.”

Her only answer was a low, mournful moan from him. She turned to look at him curiously. His eyes were squeezed tightly shut and his hands gripped the bedsheet  in his fists. She let her eyes rake over him and she finally saw that he was still hard. Her hand went to his prick and started to slide up and down his member.

“Poor baby, you didn’t get to finish did you?” she teased.

“God damn it, what the hell did you put on me?”

She laughed as she stroked him.

“I told you, it was a cream to make you last longer for me. I guess it really works.” She released her hold on his cock and wiped her hand on the sheets as she laughed.

“It isn’t fucking funny.”

“Now you know how it feels, pet. How many times did you get off and leave the woman you were fucking unsatisfied?”

He gnashed his teeth and ignored her.

“Oh, for heaven’s sake. Go masturbate in the corner if it hurts that bad,” she snapped and turned away from him.

He got up from the bed and started toward the door to the bathroom.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked harshly.

“I need to piss,” he growled at her.

“You can do that after you masturbate for me.” She sat up and stared malevolently at him.

He stared hotly at her until she picked up a remote from the nightstand next to the bed. Rolling his eyes, he put his right hand on his stiff cock and began to jack-off. Several minutes later he spurted a large stream of jism onto the carpeted floor. Once he started to cum he didn’t think he’d ever stop. He seemed to continually spurt the stringy white mess from his cock. Finally, it ended and he sighed with relief.

“Can I go piss now?”

“Yes,” she replied sweetly. “And clean yourself up while you’re in there.”

He turned and started toward the door to the bathroom again.

“And, pet? Don’t think about trying to go anywhere else. The outer door is locked. Even if you did get through it, an alarm would sound and you wouldn’t make it more than five feet before your collar shocked you into submission.” She laid back down and pulled the covers over her. “Hurry back, pet.”

He opened his eyes again and saw only darkness. Okay, blindfold, he thought. He tried again to move his arms and legs – nothing. But he could feel the ropes cutting into his wrists now. Damn! Someone had hit him over the head and kidnapped him. But why? he wondered. He felt around in his mouth with his tongue and realized he’d been gagged. What the hell was happening to him? Why would someone kidnap him? I don’t have enough money for someone to go to all this trouble, he thought. What the hell do they want?

“Well,” a soft voice purred next to him. “I see you’re finally awake.”

A soft hand ran down his arm and back up again then gently caressed his cheek. He jerked his head away wondering who was touching him. He heard soft, feminine laughter.

“Such a big boy to be afraid of little ole me,” she whispered in his ear.

He grunted at her through his gag.

“I suppose I could take this off now.” She ran her fingers along the edge of his gag, teasing him. “But you look so cute all bundled up like that.”

He felt the gag loosen and it slowly fell away. Whatever was in his mouth, he managed to spit out but before he could utter a word soft, supple lips covered his. A tongue snaked into his mouth and fenced with his own as the lips covering his mouth pressed down applying demanding pressure against his mouth. Finally, the woman pulled away leaving them both breathless.

“You are a hot one,” she whispered breathlessly.

“Who are you and where the hell am I?” Nick demanded.

She laughed gaily before answering him.

“Most men call me Mistress, but you,” her hands ran down his well muscled chest to rest on his stomach. “You, Nicky, can call me Lady Ariel.”

He was taken aback that she knew his name. He sucked in a shocked breath.

“I’ve been watching you for some time now, Nicky. You’re most definitely eye candy, sweetheart.”

He felt her lips on his neck and tried to jerk away.

“Oh, no you don’t, baby. You’re not going anywhere just yet.”

She easily held him down as she let her lips roam down his neck onto to his chest.

“Why don’t we get rid of this?” she asked as she pulled lightly on the stretchy muscle shirt he wore. “It’s just in the way.”

“Wh-what are you doing?” he asked hesitantly when he felt cold metal against his stomach.

She used a pair of scissors to cut up the middle of his shirt then calmly cut across the shoulder straps as well. Completely freeing his torso of the material, she pulled the ruined shirt from under him and tossed it away.

“There, that’s better,” she purred, running her hands over his now-exposed chest.

He could feel cool air hitting his skin and shivered. What the hell was happening to him? he wondered. He jerked in surprise when he felt her tongue press against his nipple.

“My, my, aren’t we jumpy?” she asked, her hands sliding over his bound body. “You’re so cute, Nicky.”

“What do you want anyway?” he asked nervously.

“Isn’t it obvious? I want you, sugar.”

She tugged at the button on his jeans. When it popped open she slid the zipper down. He squirmed in the ropes that held him.

“Don’t do that,” he pleaded.

“Why not?” she asked innocently. “I can’t get your prick out if I don’t take your pants off.”

“Don’t – shit…” he moaned when she reached into his open pants and grabbed his penis.

“Don’t what, Nicky? Doesn’t that feel good?”

“Uuunnngggghhh…”

“Let’s get rid of the nasty clothes. They’re just getting in our way.”

He felt the cold steel of the scissors on his stomach again.

“No! Wait!”

She ignored his pleas and starting cutting.

“Don’t do that! Wait!”

“Why, Nicky?”

“Who are you?” he demanded. “I don’t even know you.”

“Yes you do. You changed my tire for me. Thank you, by the way. You’re so sweet.” She leaned down and kissed him again then let her lips trail down his neck to his left nipple. She moved across to his right nipple and chewed gently on it.

“Uuunnngghhh. Please, don’t do that.”

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

He was breathing hard and having difficulty thinking straight.

“I’d rather not do this right now,” he replied hesitantly.

“We’ll have lots of fun together, Nicky. I promise.” She laughed lightly as she continued cutting his jeans.

She cut down the left leg first then the right. Then she pulled the stiff material from under him and tossed it away. Turning back to him she ran her hands up his bare legs stopping as she reached his groin, still enclosed in his briefs. She giggled at the loan moan he tried to fight.

“God, Nicky, you’re beautiful. Like some fucking Greek god.”

Her left hand moved to squeeze his balls gently through the material of his briefs. He groaned again as her hand slid up his stiff rod.

“Stop…” he mumbled.

“Why? We’re having so much fun. You like it don’t you?” she asked innocently. “Don’t you like the feel of my hands on your prick? On your skin?”

“Uuunnngggghhhh…”

She cut away his briefs and took his erection in her hands working it gently.

“Oh, God…oh…” he cried out.

“See, Nicky? It isn’t so bad now, is it?”

She lowered her mouth onto him and started to suck, working her tongue over his stiff rod.

“Ooohhhh ggggoooodddd…” His body started jerking, his hips trying to lift up to meet her lips. “Oooohhhhh mmmmaaaaannnnn….”

“Not yet, Nicky, not yet,” she whispered pulling away from him. His hips bucked wildly, his breath came in gasps.

“Goodddd, pleeeeaaaasssssseeee….”

He could hear a rustling sound as she removed her clothing then suddenly she was on top of him. She was biting and sucking his nipples, covering his mouth with her demanding kisses. Finally, she sank down on his prick, her wet pussy sliding easily over his huge, swollen tool. She slid up and down on him, riding him as she sucked at his nipples.

“God, Nicky, make me cum!”

“I’m gonna cum! I can’t – can’t wait….Gooodddd…”

He blew his load inside her just as she finally reached climax. They both screamed their joy together and she collapsed on top of him, his prick still inside her. It slowly relaxed and slid out of her hole.

“God, Nicky, you’re incredible,” she whispered in his ear.

“Who the fuck are you?” he whispered hoarsely.

            “The newest arrival, the last little blonde we got to show to the sheik, she’s freaking out and we can’t calm her down. Nothing anyone says seems to work. She won’t listen to any of us.”

            “Not even you?” he asked softly, a note of surprise in his voice.

            “No, nothing I’ve said to her seems to help. I got her to quiet down some but she won’t resign herself.”

            He let out a soft sigh as he rose from his seat. He strode quickly around the desk and motioned to Amy. She turned and headed out of the office ahead of him.

            “What’s her name?” he asked as he caught up to Amy and walked next to her.

            “Ren.”

            “Ren?”

            “Yeah. It’s short for Renita.”

            He nodded as they stopped in front of a heavy steel door. A few locks of his dark blonde hair fell across his forehead. He reached out and punched in a complex code on the keypad next to the door. When he finished, the keypad beeped and flashed a green light. He slid a plastic card into a reader connected to the keypad and pushed the door open.  As he stepped into a small room a blonde woman huddled in one corner tried in vain to cover her nude form, rattling the chains fastened to her arms and legs as she did so.

            Michael stepped forward and knelt next to the young woman while Amy stood just inside the closed door. The woman stared up at him in silence, her lips trembling and tears sliding unheeded down her cheeks. Her legs were drawn up so her knees were in front of her ample chest, her chained ankles pulled apart, displaying her bare pussy. Her wrists were chained above her head.

            “Please…” she whispered as Michael knelt in front of her. “There’s been some mistake…”

            “Ren, there’s no mistake. You’re here for a purpose.” Michael’s voice was soft but firm. “You can either cooperate or not, that’s your choice.”

            “No! This isn’t happening!” She pulled on the chains as she screamed out her defiance.

            Michael reached out and clasped her face firmly in his right hand, forcing her to face him.

            “Ren, listen to me.” He stared at her in silence, waiting for her to calm. “You’re here now, you’re my property. I own you now.”

            “Please…” she whimpered.

            “I have a customer coming very shortly who’s extremely interested in women like you. He pays very well for them.”

            “No…”

            “You’ll be part of the group he examines. This particular customer doesn’t like our drugs so you’ll have to manage on your own.”

            “God, no, please…”

            Her tears started again and her whole body shook with her sobs. Michael sighed as he stared down at her. Shaking his head he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a small key ring. He released her hands from the bracket that held them to the wall above her head and carefully lowered them, holding them in his own.

            “Ren, you need to calm down. Upsetting yourself like this isn’t good for anyone.” His voice was even softer than before as he gently caressed her hands.

            “I – I c-can’t do th-this, p-p-please…” she begged, her body shaking violently.

            Michael dropped his head, his chin pressing against his chest. He let out a frustrated sigh before turning his head to look over his shoulder at Amy.

            “Who else do we have?” he finally asked.

            “No more blondes,” she replied. “There’s another redhead, brown eyes.”

            “Use her,” he stated flatly. “See to it that she’s ready.”

            “Yes sir.” Amy turned and left the room to carry out his instructions.

            Michael turned back to the distraught woman in front of him.

            “It’s okay, Ren. You won’t have to go today,” he said softly.

            She curled in on herself in front of him, sobbing with relief. He reached out to gently caress her hair as he whispered soft, soothing words to her. He stared at her huddled form as his right hand played through her hair. He sighed again then reached down to clasp her chin and lift her face to stare up at him.

            “Ren,” he started softly.

            “Please, can I go home now?” she whispered.

            Her green eyes were full of tears as she stared at him, her bottom lip trembling. He noticed the freckles rambling across her nose for the first time. She had wrapped her arms around herself, her hands clutched at her arms.

            “This is your home now. At least until you’re sold,” Michael stated softly as he started to rise.

            He wasn’t prepared for her desperation. She lunged forward and grabbed the front of his shirt, hanging on with fierce determination. She sobbed as she pled with him, clutching at his shirt.

            “Please, I promise I won’t tell anyone. I just want to go home. Please let me go. I won’t tell, I promise. Please.”

            His hands closed around her tiny wrists in an iron grip as his deep brown eyes bore into her green ones. His voice was soft but held a commanding note.

            “Renita, calm down and let go.”

            She released her hold on his shirt and shrank away from him.

            “Please…” she whispered.

            He felt her body shaking and noticed how red and puffy her eyes and face were. This will never do, he thought.

            “Ren, calm down and relax. I’ll send someone for you in a few minutes.”

            She backed against the wall her feet were still chained to and wrapped her arms around herself, shaking her head.

            “No,” she whispered. “Please…”

            A look of terror filled her eyes as she started to sob again. Michael stepped forward and folded her into his arms.

            “It’s alright, Ren. I’ll have someone come and get you in a few minutes. They’ll take you to my apartments for now. Alright?”

            She slowly nodded, still sniffling. He pushed against her shoulders gently until she bent her knees and moved to a sitting position on the floor. He knelt in front of her again, his hands running up and down her bare arms.

            “I’ll send someone in to take care of you in a few minutes. They’ll give you something to calm you, okay?”

            “I don’t do drugs,” she whispered.

            “It’s just to calm your nerves and help you rest,” he said in a voice meant to reassure her. “It’s not addictive. I promise.”

            He stared into her eyes and she slowly nodded.

            “Okay,” she whispered.

            When he started to pull away and stand up she clutched at his hands.

            “I’ll be back in a minute.”

            He pulled away from her and walked to the door. When he stepped outside the room he saw a short, squat man with dark dishwater blond hair walking down the hall. Michael pulled the door closed behind himself and started down the hall after the man.

            “Jake!” Michael called as he followed the shorter man.

            The other man spun around and stopped short as Michael approached.

            “Take Ren, the woman in room 215A7,” he motioned toward the room he had just come from, “to my suite and give her a sedative. Give her a shirt or something too.”

            “Yes sir.”

            Jake immediately changed direction and followed Michael back into the room Ren was confined in. She looked up with frightened eyes when the two men entered her room.

            “Ren,” Michael spoke in a soft, soothing voice. “This is Jake. He’ll take you to my rooms and take care of you.”

            “No…” she whispered as Jake started forward toward her.

            “He won’t hurt you, Ren,” Michael said, trying to calm her. He put his hand on Jake’s broad shoulder, drawing the other man’s attention. “Be easy with her.”

            “Yes sir.”

            Michael turned and left the room, leaving Jake to his assigned task.

 

            “Sheik Khaleed,” Michael said as he bowed to the older man. He offered his hand with a smile when he rose. “Welcome.”

            “Thank you, Michael. I’m most anxious to see what you have for me to choose from today.”

            “We have six women for you to look at,” Michael replied. “There are three blondes, two with blue eyes and one with brown eyes; two redheads, one with green eyes and one with brown eyes; and a brunette with green eyes.”

            “I have plenty of brunettes in my own country. Why do you offer me what I can get myself?”

            “This woman is special, Sheik. She has the face of an angel and a figure to match. Her eyes are an odd shape and a brilliant shade of green. Her hair is a light brown, not the dark color you are accustomed to. I wasn’t sure you’d be interested but I thought I’d let you have a look just in case.” Michael offered the other man a friendly smile as he led him down a long hallway.

            Amy met them at the end of the hall and opened a door for them. Sheik Khaleed stared blatantly at her as he walked past her into the small observation room. Michael followed him into the room and motioned him forward to the front row of seats. Both men sat down in the center of the front row of seats. Amy went to another door in the room and spoke with someone on the other side. She then moved to sit next to Michael. Within moments a parade of gagged and naked women was marched into the room, each led by a masked young man holding a chain attached to a collar at the woman’s throat.

The men led the women onto a small stage and attached the lead chains to hooks in the floor of the stage. They then released the women’s bound hands from behind their backs to be stretched over their heads and chained to hooks hanging from the low ceiling. Each man spread the women’s feet and chained their feet to hooks in the floor so the women’s legs were spread four feet apart. The men then stepped off the back of the stage area and stood silently behind the woman they had led into the room.

Michael watched in silence as the Sheik rose from his seat and made his way onto the stage. He stopped in front of the first woman and stared down into her pale face. He slowly ran his hands up her nude form, feeling her curves as he went. He let his hands roam over her large breasts as she struggled against her bonds, trying to move away from his touch. His thumbs slid over her nipples then were joined by fingers to twist and pinch the tiny protuberances. The woman danced and squirmed on her toes, squealing behind her gag. He slowly moved his left hand away from her tit, sliding it down to her pussy. He fingered her clit for a second then drove two fingers into her dry vagina. He smiled when she screamed against her gag and tried to pull away from him.

Slowly, he made his way down the line of bound women. He stopped to play with each woman, taunting them. Finally, he nodded and turned back toward Michael. He smiled broadly then turned and stepped down the steps and off the stage. He returned to his seat next to Michael and stared at the women for several minutes. He turned sideways in his chair to look at Michael.

“I will take the redhead with the green eyes, the two blondes with blue eyes and the green-eyed blonde.”

Michael nodded once. “Very good. The same delivery as usual?”

“Yes. I will have the cash brought in to you as soon as our paperwork is finished.”

Michael nodded and turned to Amy.

“Please have the women ready for transfer.”

“Yes, sir.”

Amy immediately got up and left the room. The men behind the stage quickly gathered their charges and escorted them out of the room.

 

Ren sat huddled in an oversized white button down shirt. She was curled up in a large armchair with her bare feet tucked under her and her wrists tied uncomfortably behind her back. She buried her face in the back of the chair and cried, waiting for the next awful thing to happen. When the suite door opened it startled her, causing her to jerk. She glanced nervously over her shoulder and saw the tall, handsome man who had said he owned her.

The man ignored her as he moved about the room, tossing keys onto a countertop and picking up a pile of mail. She studied him silently while he ignored her. He had light brown, what some would call dark blonde, hair and stood at least 6’ 3” she guessed. She had no idea how much he weighed but he looked fit and trim, muscles showed through the sleeves of his shirt. If she had met him at the bar she would probably have hit on him.

“It’s nice to see you’ve calmed down,” he said softly without looking up from his mail.

She blushed to think that he’d noticed her studying him. She turned her head and buried her face in the back of the chair again.

“So what am I going to do with you?” he asked.

She was afraid to look up again and she had no answer for him so she cowered in the chair. She heard him moving again and hoped he was leaving the suite or at least leaving the room. She jumped and gave a small squeal when she felt his hand on her ankle. Turning her head slightly so she could look over her shoulder she discovered him kneeling in front of the chair she was curled up in, his hand laying lightly on her ankle. God, he’s gorgeous, she thought to herself as he stared up at her.

Michael stared up at the frightened girl huddled in the large armchair. His hand on her ankle let him feel the trembles in her body. He knew she was curious even though she hadn’t said a word to him since he’d come in. She had stared at him covertly until she realized he was watching her then she’d turned away. He was confused and intrigued. He’d never had one like this before. They were usually either angry or frightened but he could always calm them and convince them to go along with him. This one was different, she wouldn’t let go of her fear. He would have to tread carefully until he figured things out.

“What would you suggest?” he asked softly, still staring up at her.

She didn’t say anything for several minutes. When she finally spoke it was in a soft whisper.

“P-please…let me go home.”

“What waits for you there?”

“W-what?” She looked at him with confusion in her blue eyes.

“You want to go home.” She slowly nodded at him. He asked, “Why? What’s there for you?”

Her mouth worked but no sound came out.

“It’s where I live,” she finally replied. “I have freedom there.”

He smiled when she raised her head in defiance.

“I can’t argue with freedom,” he replied with a shrug. “Were you happy?”

She turned away from him for several seconds. When she finally turned back he realized she looked different.

“Are you going to kill me?” she asked softly.

He frowned at her and shook his head.

“Not if I don’t have to.”

He watched as she gulped air, trying to fight back a sob. She turned away from him and buried her face in the back of the chair again.

“Ren, I won’t hurt you if you don’t force my hand.”

“That’s comforting,” she mumbled into the chair back.

Michael rose to his feet and stepped around the chair. He dropped his hand to her head, letting his fingers play idly in her hair. She didn’t try to pull away from him but she didn’t respond in any way either. This one is definitely different, he thought. He moved back around to the front of the chair and knelt down. He slowly, methodically untied her hands. He felt her eyes on him the whole time he worked. As he worked the last of the ropes loose he introduced himself to her.

“My name is Michael. You’ll be staying in my apartments for the next few days. At least until I decide what to do with you.”

The ropes fell away and she started to pull her arms around her body. He grasped her wrists in hia hands and held them. She turned her head to look back at him. He slowly started rubbing his fingers over her wrists where the ropes had been tied tightest and felt her tense.

“The ropes can cut off circulation. I don’t want you hurt.”

“Then why tie me up in the first place?”

“It’s necessary to restrain you. Jake just forgets himself sometimes and ties them a little too tightly for my tastes.” He released her arms. “Feel better?”

“Yes,” she admitted reluctantly. “Thank you.”

He rose to his feet and started toward a door. He stopped and glanced back over his shoulder at her.

“Are you hungry?”

Even though she shook her head no he could see a different answer in her eyes.

“How about something to drink?”

“C-could I have a glass of water?” she asked hesitantly, her voice soft.

“Sure. I’ll bring it to you in a minute.”

He disappeared through the door leaving her in silence. She thought about trying to escape but where would she run to? She didn’t even know where she was. The brute who’d brought her here had blindfolded her before marching her through the halls. She buried her face in the back of the chair and waited. Several minutes passed before he reappeared in the room.

“Here you are,” he said softly.

She turned to see him standing next to her holding out a glass of water with several ice cubes in it. His shirt sleeves were rolled up and his shirt was open at the collar. She reached out tentatively and accepted the glass he offered.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

She slowly sipped the water as she watched him walk across the room and load a CD into the player on a shelf of the entertainment center. Soft classical music filled the room. The sound wasn’t loud but it seemed to fill the room just the same. He headed back toward the door he had left through before. He stopped in the doorway and turned back to her.

“If you need anything just give me a shout. I’ll give you a tour of the suite after dinner.”

He turned and stepped through the doorway disappearing from view again. She sipped her water and thought about her situation. What’s he planning? she wondered. He said he owned me. What does that mean? She leaned her head against the back of the chair and closed her tired, sore eyes. She sipped her water as she let her thoughts wander. Suddenly, her eyes snapped open. He said he owns me, she thought. And he said he’d have them take me to his apartments. Oh, God! she thought to herself, he wants sex!

His voice startled her out of her reveries.

“Ren, come with me.”

She turned her head and stared at him in horror. He studied her for a moment before realizing what she was thinking.

“I’ve made dinner. You need to eat.”

She tried to shrink into the chair and slowly shook her head. Michael lost his patience and strode forward. He reached down and grasped her arms just above the elbows. Without preamble he pulled her from the chair and set her on her feet.

“You need to eat,” he said again as he released his hold on her arms.

He grabbed her right wrist and pulled her forward. She tripped along behind him without much resistance. She was afraid of what he might do and, having felt the strength in his hands when he lifted her from the chair, she didn’t want to anger him further.

He led her through the doorway into a large dining room. The table was set for two and several dishes of hot food awaited them on the table. He released her wrist and pulled a chair out for her. She stood staring at him in silence. When he indicated the chair, she nervously sat down. He strode around the table and took the seat opposite her.

“I apologize for the simplicity but I was in a hurry.”

She glanced down at the table and noticed grilled chicken, baked potatoes, rolls and steamed broccoli. When he had asked earlier she really hadn’t thought she was hungry but the food looked and smelled wonderful.

“It looks good,” she softly, glancing up at him.

“Would you like wine?” he asked, offering to pour from a bottle.

“Okay,” she replied shyly with a shrug.

He carefully poured some into her glass then added some to his own glass. Setting the wine bottle aside he began dishing the meal out onto his plate. When he noticed she hadn’t moved, he frowned.

“Help yourself,” he offered.

“Thank you,” she whispered as she started dishing food onto her plate.

“You’re welcome.”

They ate their meal in relative silence. The only sounds were from their silverware clanking against their plates. When they finished eating he started clearing away the dishes. Ren got to her feet and started to help him. Michael turned a surprised look on her.

“You don’t have to –”

“I need to,” she said softly.

He nodded and led the way back to the kitchen where he stacked their dishes in a dishwasher. He tossed the left over food down a garbage disposal and put the dishes in the dishwasher as well. When they were finished he turned toward her and leaned against a cabinet, his arms crossed over his chest.

“Ready for the grand tour?”

She mimicked his stance and crossed her arms over her body.

“I guess.”

He nodded then stepped forward, sweeping his right arm out away from his body.

“This is the kitchen. It’s fully stocked with everything you’ll need. If there’s something you don’t find that you want, let me know. The only thing I ask is that you clean up after yourself. I hate things messy.”

They started forward, back toward the dining room.

“Can I ask you something?” she inquired uncertainly.

He stopped and turned back to her, his arms at his sides.

“Of course.”

“What – what am I supposed to call you?” Her voice was soft, her question timid.

“Michael,” he replied with a shrug, staring at her.

She licked her lips nervously before saying softly, “I thought…”

He frowned as he nodded his understanding.

“I’m not into the whole master/slave thing. Michael is fine.”

He turned away from her and started toward the dining room again. She slowly trudged along behind him.

“You’ve already seen the dining room. We’ll take all of our meals here. It’s called the ‘dining room’ for a reason.”

He stared at her intently until she nodded. Then he turned and led her back into the living room where she had waited for him.

“You’ve also already seen the living room. Feel free to use any of the equipment. Please don’t mix up the CDs in the wrong cases though. It makes them hard to find later.”

She nodded again when he stared at her. He led her to another door and opened it, motioning inside.

“This is the half bath.”

He led her down a hallway and through another door.

“This will be your room.” He opened another door. “There’s a full bath here. Shower, tub, everything.”

He turned to see her trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks.

“What’s wrong?” he asked, concerned.

“Nothing,” she whispered, shaking her head.

Michael strode toward her and clasped her upper arms in his hands.

“Ren, what’s wrong?”

She looked up at him and shook her head.

“Nothing.”

He sighed and released her only to run his left hand up and down her back.

“Let’s finish the tour,” he suggested.

She nodded agreement. He moved away from her and led her back to the hallway. A few steps down the hallway he led her into another room.

“This is the exercise room. You’re welcome to use any of the equipment here if you’d like.”

When she nodded he stepped through another door and she followed. He shut the door behind them and moved to another door as he spoke.

“This is my room. I’d prefer you didn’t come in here unless I invite you in.”

She nodded and they left through the door he stood by. He indicated a door at the end of the hallway next to his bedroom.

“That’s my office. Don’t ever go in there. The door is locked. Don’t bother it.”

“Yes, sir.”

He stared down at her for a moment then turned and headed back toward the living room.

“You’re free to move about these rooms as you want as long as you stay out of my office and my bedroom. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

They each took a seat, Ren in the chair she had occupied earlier and Michael on the sofa across from her.

“There will be people in and out of this suite daily. Someone comes in each day to clean. My mail is delivered each day. Don’t harass the people that come in and don’t ask them to let you out. And don’t go through my mail. Any questions?”

“Why can’t I leave the suite?”

He frowned at her.

“There’s no reason for you to be in the rest of the building. You don’t need to be roaming the halls.”

“You don’t want me to get out, get away,” she said softly.

“I don’t want you causing trouble.”

“When can I go home?”

“Ren, you no longer have a home –”

“Don’t say that!”

“You no longer have a home. You’ll stay here, with me, for now. Once I decide what to do with you, you’ll live with whoever buys you until they no longer want you. Then you’ll stay with whoever they sell you to.”

“How can you be so cruel?” she demanded, burying her face in her hands.

“It isn’t that bad,” he insisted. “At least you’ll be well looked after and taken care of.”

“You’re a bastard!”

“I’ve been called worse.”

“You son of a bitch!”

“That one’s been used before too.”

She leaped to her feet, grabbing a small glass swan from the table sitting next to the chair. She raised her arm in preparation to throw the object at him. His fingers curled around her wrist as he towered over her. She stared up at him with frightened eyes.

“Don’t,” he said in a soft, menacing voice, “throw my things, especially when they’re breakable.”

He took the fragile figurine from her hand and replaced it on the table.

“Now, sit down,” he ordered.

She stared at him for a moment then slumped, defeated, into the chair. He stared down at her for a moment longer then resumed his seat.

“Any other questions about the rules?” he finally asked.

“What about clothes?” she asked softly.

“What?”

“What about my clothes? Can I at least have my clothes if you won’t let me go home?”

He narrowed his eyes and blew out a breath before he answered.

“You’re lucky you have that,” he replied, nodding at her.

“I knew it.” She got to her feet and started to pace. “You’re an oaf just like the rest of them. It isn’t fair.”

He grabbed her arm and swung her around to face him.

“I’m tired of your prissy-ass attitude. Be happy I was nice enough to give you what you have.”

“This shitty shirt?” she shouted at him, plucking at the shirt she wore. “I want real clothes. This damn thing barely hides my butt.”

Without a word he reached out and grabbed the front of the shirt at the top and jerked down. Buttons flew off the shirt and bounced wildly around the room as Ren’s screamed reverberated around the walls. Michael yanked down on the material again forcing it down her arms roughly, pulling it off of her.

“Since you don’t like it I won’t force you to wear it.”

“Get away from me! God damn it! Get away from me! No! Get away from me!” she screamed as she backed away from him, tears streaming down her face, her arms thrust forward, flailing at him awkwardly. “Damn it! Not again! Get away from me! Damn it! Get away!”

Michael suddenly realized that she was panicked and started forward, toward her. She screamed, turned and fled from him.

“Ren!”

He ran after her, catching her in the hallway. He grabbed her right arm just below the elbow and jerked her around.

“Nooo!” she screamed as she fell to the floor.

Michael knelt in front of her without releasing his hold on her. He still gripped the ruined shirt in his other hand.

“Ren, what is it? What’s wrong?” His voice was soft, soothing.

“Please,” she whined, trembling on the floor in front of him. “Not again…”

“Not what again?” he asked. He kept his voice soft, calm and soothing. “What happened, Ren?”

“Please, just let me go. Please, God, please…”

“Ren,” Michael tried again as he used his strength to force her to sit up.

“Please, don’t touch me,” she cried. “Please, I can’t. Not again.”

“Ren, it’s okay. I won’t hurt you.” He gently covered her with the shirt he had ripped from her only moments before, slipping it over her shoulders and pulling it around her slim body. "Talk to me. Tell me what's wrong."

She pushed him away and sobbed softly as she fell over onto her side, curling up into a fetal position. Michael stared at her in disbelief. He cautiously changed his position so he was sitting on the floor next to her. He tenderly smoothed her hair away from her face and mumbled soft, soothing words. When she finally calmed and the tears seemed to have quit he pulled his hands away and studied her.

"Okay now?" he asked softly when he noticed her watching him through her lashes.

"Please, just let me go," she whispered.

"Ren, I won't hurt you," he insisted, not looking away from her. "But I can't release you either."

"Why?"

"You know too much about us."

"But I don't. I don't know anything. And what little I do, I won't tell. I promise, I won't tell a soul."

"I'm sorry, Ren," Michael replied softly, shaking his head. "You're going to have to stay. At least for now."

He got to his feet then knelt in front of her again, reaching his hand out to her.

"Let me help you up."

She ignored his offer and got to her feet on her own. She clutched the shirt around her, holding it tightly. He gave her a tight smile as he motioned down the hall.

"You've obviously had a long day. Why don't you turn in?"

"Where will you be?"

He could hear the suspicion in her voice.

"I have some work to finish. I'll be in my office for the next four hours if you need me. After that I'll be in bed."

She started down the hall then stopped and looked at him over her shoulder.

"Do I have a lock on my door?" she asked softly.

"No," he replied. "The only locks in this suite are on my office door and the front door."

She nodded as she turned away from him.

"Ren."

She stopped but she didn’t turn back.

"You're safe here. I won't hurt you and I won't attack you."

She nodded again then continued down the hall to the room he'd said earlier was hers. He sighed and headed for his office. There were a few calls he needed to make.

Michael closed the door and locked it then thought better of it and unlocked it. If she had an emergency he would need to get to her quickly. He sat down in the big leather desk chair and stared at the blank computer screen.

"First things first," he mumbled to himself.

He picked up the telephone receiver and dialed. Then he waited for an answer on the other end.

"Hel –"

"Who the hell did the recon and check on Renita Ajunti?" Michael demanded when the phone was answered.

"Carl, I believe, sir."

"Make sure then let me know. And follow up on it yourself. Do a deep check and call me back in the morning. If what I suspect is true, we have a problem."

"Yes, sir."

He hung up the phone and stared at the blank computer screen again. I could just do it myself and have the answers that much faster, he thought. Damn it. Just let them do their jobs, he told himself. Be patient. He forced himself to turn away from the computer and start flipping through the files Amy had left for him.

 

            It had been ten months since her husband had been murdered and the police were still unable to tell Valerie Delayhoe who had been responsible. She was not amused by their ineptitude. Determined to find the ones responsible and make them pay, she hired a private investigator. The man had been expensive and nearly died getting her the information she so dearly wanted but now she had it. She opened his final report and read it with ever-growing wonder and hatred.

            “He will pay,” she finally announced to the empty office. David’s office. Her dead husband’s office.

            She started planning as she closed the file the detective had given her. It would cost her even more but it would be worth every cent she spent to see Conner Web crawling at her feet, begging her to stop. A slow smile spread across her beautiful face, her thick, luscious lips turning upward in what appeared to be half a smile and half a snarl.

            Rising to her feet, her long auburn locks fell in waves down her back and rustled lightly against her silk suit. Her round, full hips sashayed across the room when she walked. Her 5’4” frame held her 110 pounds nicely, with curves in all the right places. Valerie was a small woman with a large attitude that glowed in her big, green eyes.

            She would spend the next five months preparing her basement for Mister Conner Web. Then, when the appropriate opportunity arose, he would be her new pet.

 

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            Conner paced the length of his living room, a storm brewing in his black eyes. He raked a hand through his thick, rich black hair, causing a lock of his bangs to fall forward onto his forehead. He absently swatted at it in irritation but it was now obstinately out of place.

            “Damn it, where the hell is that limo! If they make me late enough to miss my flight, heads will roll.”

            He jerked around at the sound of his doorbell. Striding forward in a rush he almost colliding with the maid.

            “I’ll get it, Mae,” he growled at her.

            “Yes, sir,” she whispered and disappeared into the bowels of the house.

            He jerked the door open to find a driver standing at attention.

            “Well, it’s about goddamn time.”

            “Sorry, sir. There was a problem –”

            “I don’t give a damn about your problems. My luggage is in there.” Conner pointed a suitcase and suit bag stacked neatly at the foot of a long staircase outside the living room.

            “Yes, sir.” The driver whispered and stepped past him to retrieve the luggage.

            “I’d better not be late to the airport. I have a scheduled flight I have to catch.” Conner informed the man as he followed him to the waiting stretch limo.

            “You’ll be there on time, sir,” the driver replied softly.

            The driver put Conner’s bags in the trunk of the limo then opened the door for Conner. As he climbed into the back of the limo Conner was careful not to catch his pantleg against the car door. He didn’t want his silk suit ruined by mud from the limo service. He scooted to the middle of the seat and stretched out his long legs. His 6’6” height was mostly from his long legs. It felt good to stretch out in the limo. He hated small cars.

            Conner settled in for the long ride to the airport from his estate. He passed over the cheap champagne and reached for the more expensive bottle of chilled white wine that he’d ordered. Pouring himself a glass, he kicked off his shoes and relaxed, enjoying the soft, sensual music playing in the back of the limo. He leaned his head back against the seat and sipped the wine. God, that tastes good, he thought. Closing his eyes and relaxing, he let the music seep into his soul, comforting and relaxing him as he drank his wine. By the time he had finished his first glass and was onto his second he started to feel numb and a little dizzy. He knew something was wrong he just wasn’t sure what it was. He leaned up and pressed the intercom button to buzz the driver.

            “Stttooop,” he slurred into the speaker. He fell back into the seat with a puzzled look on his handsome face. His dark eyes were glazed. What the hell? he wondered to himself.

            A few minutes later he noticed the car was still moving. He tried to lean forward again but his body refused to obey him. When he tried to yell at the driver his shout came out as a timid grunt. The wine glass he held in his right hand suddenly landed on the floorboard with a gently thump. His eyes wandered down in an attempt to focus on the glass. Instead, they slid closed and a warm darkness settled over him.

 

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            Conner slowly awoke to a strange coolness on his skin. His mind was hazy and he was confused. Cold, he thought, I’m cold. He tried to reach down to pull the blankets up around his shoulders but couldn’t move his arms. What the…? he wondered. His mind was addled, he couldn’t think straight. He fought to open his eyes and barely managed to peep through his long, thick dark lashes. Where the hell am I? He suddenly heard a low moan then realized it had escaped from his own lips.

            Slowly, his senses returned and Conner managed to open his eyes to look around and survey his surrounding. He was not amused at what he found. He seemed to be in some type of prison, his arms chained above his head. He sat, naked on a cement floor, his legs drawn out in front of him and spread, his ankles chained him in place. There was some type of collar around his neck as well. He could feel it but couldn’t see it. It held him in place against the block wall. His gaze traveled around the room and took in the various implements hanging on the walls and sitting within his sight. It looked like some kind of macabre scene from a medieval torture chamber.

            Conner had no idea how long he had been imprisoned in the cold, dank cellar-room, as he thought of it. He was cold, hungry and thirsty. And he damn well wanted to know where he was and what the hell was going on. He finally caught a hint of sound and tried to turn his head in the direction he thought he’d heard something. A small shadow seemed to loom out of the darkness toward him. As it neared he realized it was someone dressed in a tight, black catsuit complete with face mask. The person was petite, tiny even, but they carried a long black whip in one hand. He stared at this intruder defiantly.

            “Where the hell am I?” he demanded.

            The whip crashed down across his legs, drawing a scream from him. He stared up at the tiny woman. The curves he saw in the catsuit convinced him it had to be a woman.

            “Who are you?” he growled at her.

            She swung the whip again, lashing him across the chest this time.

            “What the fuck do you want?” His breath came in heavy gasps as he tried to fight the pain.

            She struck him again. He screamed and jerked. He remained silent but started up at her defiantly. Slowly, she pulled the whip back and swung forward striking him again, landing the blow across his legs again. He screamed in pain.

            He watched as she laid the whip aside on a nearby table and picked something else up. She walked slowly forward, toward him, tapping her left hand with a riding crop that she held in her right hand. When she drew near enough she used the riding crop to strike him on his inner thighs. At first the strikes were soft but then she strengthened her blows and they became progressively harder. When he finally cried out she stopped.

            She stood over him, her feet on either side of his spread legs. Squatting over him she reached out with her left hand and fondled his long, thick prick.

            “Very nice,” she whispered softly. “I knew you’d be worth my money.”

            When he opened his mouth to speak she raised the riding crop threateningly. He swallowed hard and closed his mouth.

            “And you learn quickly too.”

            She leaned forward and pressed her mouth against his as she slid her hand up his cock. He felt her hand tighten around his balls, her mouth pressing hard against his. The pressure of her fingers became unbearable around his balls, he opened his mouth to cry out and she slid her tongue inside his mouth as she released the pressure on his balls. Her fingers gently massaged his prick and balls while her tongue explored his mouth. The riding crop ran gentle circles around his nipples. Finally, she pulled away from and stood up, staring down at him.

            “You may actually be trainable,” she eventually announced. She rubbed the riding crop up and down his chest as she spoke to him. “From now on, you belong to me. I bought and paid for you. You will address me as Mistress. You will only speak when I allow you to speak. You will only eat, piss and shit when I allow you to. And you will only cum when I say you can. Do you understand so far?”

            He stared up her with defiance in his eyes, remaining silent. The riding crop smacked hard against his inner thigh dangerously close to his crotch.

            “Ow! Shit!”

            “I do not repeat myself, slave. I expect an answer when I ask you a question.”

            She stared at him for a moment the smacked him with the riding crop again on the other leg.

            “What if I don’t agree to your terms?” he asked boldly.

            She smiled. Turning from him she walked back to the table and laid the riding crop aside and picked something else up.

            “I was hoping you’d have that attitude,” she replied as she approached him.

            He watched her warily as she knelt between his legs and fastened something around his prick and balls. Then she reached up to pinch his nipples.

            “Play time,” she announced, rising to her feet. “At least, for me it is.”

            She turned around and strode back to the table. Picking up a small remote, she turned back to face him. She gave him a wicked smile and winked then pressed a button. A small shock jolted his prick causing him to jerk and grunt.

            “Isn’t this fun already?” she asked seductively.

            “For who?” he replied.

            She laughed and pressed another button. His cock and balls twinged with pain as electricity jolted through them. He jerked and tried to suppress a grunt. He gripped the chains binding his wrists to the wall. She pressed the button again and his body jerked spasmodically again.

            “Shit,” he grunted.

            “Again?” she asked.

            He stared up at her malevolently.

            “Good,” she said.

            She pressed and held the button. He felt a higher, longer shock and clenched his jaw tightly, clenching the chains holding him to wall.

            “God,” he huffed when it finally ended.

            “One more?” she asked sweetly.

            His head hung limply against his chest. He stared up at her through his lashes, unable to lift his head, refusing to answer her. She shrugged nonchalantly.

            “Okay,” she said.

            She pressed the button again, holding it down. He fought the current but couldn’t stand the pain. Finally, he lost his battle and cried out. She released her hold on the button.

            “Now,” she said with authority. “Do you understand the rules as I’ve given them so far?”

            “Yes,” he panted in a whisper.

            “Yes, what?” she demanded.

            “Yes, Mistress.”

            She dropped the remote on the table and moved to kneel between his spread legs. Gently, she removed the restraints from around his cock and balls and laid it aside. Her soft fingers tenderly caressed his prick while she stared at him.

            “Good,” she said softly, watching him breathe heavily.

As his breathing slowed she leaned forward and kissed his neck then slowly worked her way down his to his chest where she nibbled lightly on his nipples while her hands worked his cock. His breathing changed again and he grew stiff in her hands. She watched his already large prick grow enormous in her tiny hands while she kissed and nibbled on his chest and played with his cock and balls. When she felt his balls tightening she released her grip on him and moved away. His eyes snapped open and he watched in silent agony as she walked into the darkness.

 

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Conner had almost drifted off to sleep in his misery when he heard a sound and jerked completely awake to find a large, powerfully built black man towering over him. The man leaned down and opened the shackles holding Conner’s wrists to the wall.

“Lean forward,” the man said in a deep, rich baritone voice.

“Who –”

“You must not speak,” the man interrupted him. “I am called Cree. I was sent to take you to be cleaned.”

“Where –”

“You must not speak. If you speak I was instructed to gag you.”

Conner held his tongue and bent forward at the waist as far as he could since his neck was still attached to the wall. Cree slowly lowered his arms and moved them to refasten his restraints behind his back. His shoulder muscles screamed in pain at the movement after being held in one position for so long.

“How long have I been here?” Conner asked.

“Please, no speaking,” Cree insisted. “Once more and I will gag you.”

Cree grasped Conner’s shoulder and pulled him upright, back against the wall again. He then moved to Conner’s feet and unlatched the manacle of his right foot from the floor. He fastened a short chain to the manacle and slowly pulled Conner’s leg toward his still-bound left leg. He fastened the chain to the manacle on Conner’s left leg and released his foot from the floor. He then moved back to Conner’s trapped neck and fastened a leash to the collar around Conner’s neck before releasing him from the wall.

“Come,” Cree said.

Conner struggled to get up from the cement floor. His muscles were stiff from the stationary position he’d been trapped in and being bound in such a way made it difficult to rise. Cree put a hand on his elbow and helped him to his feet. Then Cree took the end of the leash in his massive right hand and led Conner forward. Conner quickly found that he had to walk with a shuffling gait to keep from tripping himself in the legirons. He was used to walking with a long, confident stride, not this shorter, confined stride. He was led to an elevator and directed inside. Cree took him up three floors then once again led him forward. The plush surroundings did not go unnoticed by Conner. Who ever his captor was, she definitely was in the upper-echelon of the city’s wealthy.

“You will bathe here,” Cree announced.

Conner was astonished. The bathroom he had been led to was incredible. A large sunken tub dominated the center of the pale blue room. The tub was already filled to with hot water. Conner could see the steam rising from it and he caught a sweet scent in the air. Probably something in the water, he thought, some kind of bathoil or something. Cree led him to the tub and motioned for him to sit on a low stool next to it. Conner sat down and waited. Cree knelt in front of him and removed the legirons from his ankles. He laid them aside the moved to release Conner’s arms as well.

“Get in the tub now, please,” Cree said.

Conner looked up at the other man suspiciously as he rubbed his sore wrists. Slowly, he got to his feet and started forward, toward the sunken tub. Cree followed him closely. As Conner descended the steps into the tub he noticed a built-in bench running completely around the tub with small notches equal distances around the wall of the tub at the rim. When he was standing on the floor of the tub he felt a tug on the collar around his neck. He turned to see Cree locking the leash attached to his collar into on of the notches at the tub rim.

“You can relax and bathe for a little while. Mistress may be in later.” Cree nodded at him then disappeared back through the door they had entered through.

Conner was alone again. He slowly sank down in the warm water and sat down on the bench seat. Surprisingly, he found it quite comfortable to sit on. It seemed to covered with some type of padded material. He felt along the edge but could find no seams. Leaning back against the wall of the tub he stretched his legs out in the hot water.

“Bathe?” he asked aloud of no one.

He glanced around at his immediate surroundings and noticed a soap dish nearby. He reached toward it and found he could just reach its contents. Hanging on a small rod at the rim of the tub was a large, heavy washcloth. He reached out and grasped it. Using the procured items he started to wash the dirt and grime of his cellar captivity from his well-muscled body. Once he was satisfied that all the dirt was gone and he felt clean again he laid the soap and washcloth aside then leaned back and enjoyed the warmth of the water.

Conner’s eyes flicked open at the sound and feel of bubbles lapping around him. He jerked his head away from the tile floor where he’d rested it and looked around. He still sat in the sunken tub and the water was still hot so he hadn’t slept long. But now it ebbed and bubbled furiously like some kind of wild whirlpool. His head swiveled around and he finally saw a tiny, petite form standing on the opposite side of the tub at one end.

Her face was still covered by a mask but her uxorious auburn hair fell in waves around her body. A black silk robe was wrapped tightly around her and belted at her tiny waist. She stared down at him, a small smile playing about her lips.

“Feeling better?” she finally asked.

“Am I allowed to answer that?” he replied.

“Only if you address me properly.” She walked to the edge of the tub and dropped her robe.

He couldn’t help himself, he gasped at what he saw. She was absolutely exquisite. His eyes were riveted to her taut body as she entered the water, her hair fanning out on the water behind her. She walked around the tub, eventually ending up next to him but just out of his reach. He stared, mesmerized, as the water bubbled under and around her breasts.

“Are you feeling better now?” she asked again.

His eyes trailed up her body to stare into her green ones.

“Yes,” he whispered, adding “Mistress.”

Conner’s eyes never left her as she swayed softly in front of him.

“Good because you’ll be feeling worse again in a little while.” She smiled sweetly at him as she said this.

He narrowed his eyes as he stared at her.

“I have lots of plans for you, pet. They’ll all be fun for me but I’m not so sure you’ll find them as amusing.”

“Wh –”

She held up her hand with one finger aloft. “Ah-ah-ah. I don’t remember giving you permission to speak and I don’t think my memory is that bad yet.”

Conner looked pointed at her empty hands and winked.

“What exactly are your plans? How long have I been here anyway?”

She ignored him as she moved to the closest end of the tub and reached into a basket sitting close to the edge of the tub. She slowly moved back to stand in front of him again and held up a small remote then pressed a button on it. His eyes grew large when he felt a jolt of electricity shoot through his body. His hands went automatically to the collar around his neck.

“Don’t push me, pet. I’d hate to drown you.”

Conner stared at her in frustration, hatred and terror. He couldn’t move even when he heard a noise behind him. When he finally gained control of his emotions he turned his head enough to keep her in his line of sight but also see what was going on behind him. Cree was setting up some kind of massage table in the room behind him. Conner turned his full attention back to her.

She laid the remote on the tile floor behind her and moved forward, toward Conner’s trapped body. Her fingertips traced lightly up over his chest and down his arms. There was a slight wave in the water when she gave a little jump and suddenly she was sitting on his lap, her legs straddling his. He could feel himself start to stiffen. He knew she felt it to when she giggled.

“You’re so easy, pet.”

He opened his mouth to reply but the put her right forefinger over his lips to silence him.

“Shhh. You talk too much. Must I strap a cock gag in your mouth to keep you silent?”

His eyes narrowed and he shook his head from side to side. She smiled again.

“Good. I like having your mouth available for kissing.”

She leaned forward and covered his lips with hers.

Conner decided he even though he wasn’t sure what game she was playing, he would go along with it long enough to get between those silky-smooth legs of hers. God, those creamy thighs and that gorgeous pussy will be worth all this, he thought as his tongue dueled with hers.

She pulled away from him and scooted back on his lap far enough to reach between them and grasp his prick in her hands. Her fingers gingerly caressed, rubbed, pulled and worked his rod to a full erection before she finally stopped. He was disappointed when she climbed from his lap and the water then began drying herself off. Once she was dry Cree unfastened Conner’s leash from the edge of the tub and tugged on it.

“You must come out now,” Cree insisted.

Conner stood up and climbed from the water. When he reached for a towel she slapped his hand away and took it herself. She used the towel to dry his arms and torso then slowly moved down his body, drying the water from him. She took special care to dry his ass, genitals and between his legs. He held her shoulders as she dried his feet. When he was dry Cree led him by his leash to the massage table. As he approached it he noticed it was actually a modified massage table. It had handcuffs and anklecuffs built on to it and it was much wider than a typical massage table.

“Get on the table, please,” Cree instructed. “On your stomach.”

Conner glanced over his should at the petite woman standing behind him. Then he cautiously climbed onto the table. He laid his head in the hole meant for this and tried to relax. He started to panic a bit when Cree pulled his arms apart and fastened one of the handcuffs around his left wrist.

“Don’t struggle,” Cree instructed him.

A hand smacked hard against his ass as Cree spoke. He jerked from the impact of the strike then settled down again. Cree locked his other wrist into the remaining handcuff. The big black man disappeared from his view but he soon felt the man’s hands on his legs. Cree was fastening the other cuffs around his ankles. When he again started to struggle a hand came down savagely against his bare buttocks. He immediately stopped struggling but the tiny woman gave him an extra smack as a reminder. Once the cuffs were all locked Cree also fastened the collar to the table making Conner practically immobile.

He immediately felt her hands roaming over his body. Her touch was firm but gentle, awakening a passion in him. Suddenly, he felt something cold and wet on his ass cheeks. He grunted and jerked, trying to pull away. Her breath was warm against his ear.

“Lie still or I’ll have to punish you again,” she whispered.

Her fingers smoothed the cool gel around his ass and into his asshole. He grunted and bit his lip, trying to stay quiet.

“No!” he growled when her finger slid into his ass.

A hard smack across his shoulders with the riding crop was his reward. His arms flexed against the wrist restraints as she continued to move her finger in and out of his asshole. He clenched his fists and his fingernails bit into soft flesh when she shoved a second finger into his asshole.

“You men always want to fuck women in the ass. How’s it feel, pet?”

He grunted in response. She struck him across the shoulders with the riding crop again.

“How’s it feel, pet?” she demanded, shoving her fingers up his ass as far as she could get them.

“It – hurts – Mistress,” Conner finally groaned through gritted teeth.

She leaned down over him without removing her fingers from his ass and put her lips against his ear.

“Good, pet. It’ll hurt worse in a minute, when I stick your fucking tail up your ass.”

She stood up and pulled her fingers from his ass. His relief was short-lived though. He immediately felt something hard and thicker poking at his anal entrance. God, what the hell is she doing? he wondered desperately. He felt a round ball-like object finally push past his sphincter and a short rod pass up his anal canal. Then he felt something soft slide up the outside of his ass along his spine and something fluttered against his back. He heard running water then her hands were running through his hair.

“All done, pet. At least on the back. Now we’ll do the front and then we’ll be finished for tonight.”

He felt her nibble on his ear then her tongue was in his ear. His prick started to harden again. Cree freed his ankles from their restraints then moved to his wrists.

“Sit up,” Cree instructed him once he was free of the restraints.

Conner slowly moved around on the table and sat up. He definitely felt strange though. Something was still lodged in his ass. He started to look over his shoulder to see what was tickling his back when Cree reached forward and placed cuffs on his wrists again. His arms were locked across each other this time then pulled up so his hands were pressed to his chest. Cree then ran a long chain over his shoulder and fastened it to the table behind him. The tiny auburn-haired woman was standing in front on him now, staring at him.

“You’re gorgeous, pet.” He stared at her in defiance. “I know you’ve heard that probably a thousand times before from as many women. This time, however, the woman is in charge.”

She smiled up at him as she knelt between his legs.

“Wh –”

She smacked him hard on the inner thigh just below his groin.

He let out a frustrated sigh and stared at her in anger. Cree cuffed Conner’s left ankle and pulled it away from her then attached his foot to a leg of the table. He moved to the other side and repeated his movements with Conner’s right ankle. When he was finished the woman reached up and slipped a leather strap around Conner’s cock and balls, dividing them and fastening it tightly around his genitals. She added a tiny padlock then clipped a long leash to the thing as well. The clip on the leash had a combination lock which she turned so the numbers were unaligned and the thing locked in place.

Cree unlocked his ankles then locked his wrists behind his back. He felt something soft and feathery tickling his hands and wondered what the hell they’d done to him. Cree silently crept from the room and the woman led him around the sunken tub through a door on the other side into a large, dark bedroom. The bed drew Conner’s eyes as it sat on a dais in the center of the room and was covered in black satin. Mirrors cover the walls and as Conner looked around he stopped abruptly.

“Christ!” He said in alarm.

She stopped and turned to look at him, her green eyes full of amusement.

“Why not, pet? You men have your pony girls.”

Conner suddenly felt sick. He stared at his reflection. His proud, well-muscled 6’6” frame stood fully erect. His thick black hair was mussed but still looked acceptable. It was the fucking horse tail sticking out of his ass that bothered him along with the leash attached to his cock. This had to stop. Her little game had gone quite far enough. He set his jaw and turned cold eyes on her.

“Don’t even think about it, pet. You might be bigger than me and even outweigh me, but I have my hands to use and you don’t. I’ll pull you fucking balls off if you try anything. And don’t forget your collar either. I have several remotes for it throughout the house. I could electrocute you if I really wanted to.”

“Why?” he hissed.

“You killed my husband,” she said simply. “Since you took my lover, my friend, my life away, you’ll have to do as far as sex. The rest, well, he’s irreplaceable.” She looked away from him. “At least I have a fuck toy now.”

She yanked on the leash and he stumbled forward from the pressure on his balls. He unwillingly followed her to the bed. She sat down on the edge of the bed, pulling down on his leash as she sat.

“On your knees, pet.”

He knelt because she gave him no choice. She pulled the leash forward, forcing his to shuffle forward on his knees, until she could lock it into place on bedrail. She laid back on the bed and spread her legs in front of his face.

“Lick me. Eat me. Make me feel good.”

She waited a few minutes and when he didn’t follow her instructions she picked up the remote laying on the bed next to her and pressed a button. He jerked spasmodically and stifled a groan. When she finally released the button he fell forward into her waiting snatch, breathing hard.

“Do it,” she ordered.

She waited a few seconds for him to catch his breath. She was ready to press the button again when she felt his tongue against her slit.

“This is your life now, pet,” she crooned to him as he licked her. “Get used to it. No one will come for you. You are completely mine now. I own you, Conner Web. You are my pet to use however I want. Satisfy me well and I might decide to be gentle with you.”

She felt his tongue slip into her slit and then vibrate quickly against her clit.

“I meant what I said earlier. You can’t cum until I say you can. And you can’t cum until I do.”

He sucked her clit into his mouth and gently nipped it.

“Oh,” she moaned. “At least you know how to do something,” she whispered.

He snuck a peek at her from under his lashes as he continued to nip and suck at her clit. He let his tongue play along her cunt, caressing it, before he shoved his tongue inside her ad sucked her clit again.

“Oh, yeah, God, yeah.”

Conner moaned low in his throat as he pushed his tongue into her pussy again. Then he sucked her clit between his teeth and gently nipped it, moan low again.

“Oh, God!” she cried as she squeezed her legs closed around his head, cumming hard on his mouth. He sucked down her sweet nectar as she filled his mouth with her cum.

Her legs finally relaxed and he sat back on his heels listening to her breathing return to normal. When she eventually sat up he wasn’t sure what to expect. She reached down and released his leash from the bedrail and pulled him by his arms onto the bed, pushing him down on his back. He moaned when the tail moved in his ass. She reached down, unlocked the padlock and removed the leather separator from around his cock and balls. He already felt better. Then she climbed on top of him and started working his prick with her hands. She had him erect in seconds.

“You’re going to fuck me, pet,” she said as she stared into his eyes.

He didn’t even try to argue. She moved to slowly his hard rod at her hot entrance then she leisurely slid down his pole, inserting it inside herself. Her warm, wet slit felt wonderfully tight around him and he soon lost himself in the feeling. The strangeness of the tail up his ass was soon forgotten in the heat of their fucking. She rode him hot and hard, bouncing up and down above him on the bed. Her fingers pinched and tweaked her nipples as she danced on his cock. He was almost ready to explode when she stopped and laid down on top of him. She reached across the bed and pulled a vibrator from the drawer of the stand next to the bed. Without moving on his hard rod she placed the vibrator against her clit and turned it on. The vibrations drove him crazy and she immediately started to squirm again. They were soon humping up and down in rhythm together. Abruptly, she screamed out her orgasm as he exploded inside of her, filling her with his hot jism. Her vaginal walls contracted around his cock squeezing out all the juice he had to offer. She finally fell over on top of him and cradled his head between her hands, her head on his shoulder.

“Very good, pet, very good,” she crooned.

            “Good. That should give him a good choice. Tell me about them.”

            “There’s a redhead, two blondes and two brunettes. One blonde is a strawberry blonde. One brunette has brown hair the other has black hair. The one with black hair looks like she might have some Native American blood. Both brunettes have brown eyes. One blonde has blue eyes the other has green eyes. The red head has green eyes.”

            “Let’s go see them.”

            “They got the second dose an hour ago so they should be pretty docile now.”

            “He’ll be here in two hours. They have to be ready by then.”

            “They’ll be ready.”

            The man and woman made their way down a short hallway to a large air conditioned room. The room was completely white with a stage in the middle of it and a row of four chairs in front of the stage. When they entered the room the man took a seat in one of the chairs as the woman went to a door in the opposite wall. She opened the door and stuck her head through.

            “Bring them in,” she called then moved to take a seat next to the man.

            A large woman dressed in gray scrubs entered the room followed by five young women dressed in white bathrobes. Another large woman dressed in gray scrubs followed the young women and a third large woman dressed in green scrubs followed the group. The women were led onto the stage and ordered to stand in a line on the stage. They silently obeyed. The man seated in front of the stage slowly nodded his head.

            “Very nice,” he commented. He raised his voice and spoke in a commanding tone as he said, “Number one, step forward.”

            A redheaded woman stepped from the line to the front edge of the stage.

            “Remove your robe,” the man said.

            The woman raised her shaky hands and slid her robe off her shoulders and slowly dropped to the stage floor as a tear slid from the woman’s right eye.

            “That shouldn’t happen,” the man commented.

            “It won’t in another thirty minutes,” the woman replied.

            “Turn around and bend over,” the man ordered the redhead.

            She slowly obeyed.

            “Spread your legs three feet apart.”

            Her feet slowly slid apart.

            “Good. Move back to your place. Number four, step forward.”

            The brown haired woman stepped to the edge of the stage as the redhead moved back into line.

            “Remove your robe.”

            The brown haired woman hesitated a moment before she too slipped her robe from her shoulders and let it fall to the stage floor.

            “Lean forward and show me your tits.”

            There was another hesitation before she followed his instructions and leaned forward.

            “Put your hands under your tits and hold them up and out to me.”

            Tears slid from her eyes as she complied.

            He rose to his feet and made his way onto the stage as he gave his next order.

            “Spread your legs three feet apart.”

            The little brunette hesitantly spread her legs as ordered. The man stepped behind her and put his left hand against her lower back.

            “Put your hands on your knees. Then don’t move.”

            As she slowly put her weight on her hands pressed on her knees he held his right hand out toward the woman in green scrubs. She deftly slipped a rubber glove over his hand. He pressed his left hand onto the brunette’s lower back as he leaned down and shoved the first three fingers of his right hand up her pussy. When she tried to raise up his left hand held her in place. He quickly looked up at the woman still seated in the row of chairs.

            “Are they all virgins?” he asked in surprise.

            She smiled broadly at him.

            “Yes.”

            “Very good.”

            He removed his hand and stripped off the glove, dropping it on the floor and returning to his seat.

            “Thank you,” he said, directing his look at the woman I the green scrubs. “That will be all.”

            The women were quickly ushered from the stage and out of the room. The man turned to face the woman seated next to him.

            “You’re certain the second injection will take effect before he gets here?”

            “Yes. They should all be completely under control within twenty minutes.”

            “Good. Just make sure they are all complete under control. I don’t want any hesitation and absolutely no tears or resistance. This is a very important customer. I do not want to piss him off.”

            “He will leave a happy man, Michael. I promise you.”

            “He’d better, Amy.”

 

            An hour later Michael and Amy met a blonde haired man and led him to the white room with the stage and chairs. Amy stepped to the door and spoke softly to someone on the other side as Michael made their guest comfortable. Amy then quickly joined the two men as a large woman with short dark hair dress in gray scrubs stepped into the room. She was followed by a black-headed woman dressed in white robe. Another woman with short dark hair dressed in gray scrubs and a woman with brown hair dressed in a white bathrobe. A third woman with short dark hair dressed in green scrubs was the next to enter the room followed by a blonde woman dressed in a white bathrobe. A large dark haired woman dressed in gray scrubs entered the room next followed by a strawberry blonde dressed in a white bathrobe followed by another large dark haired woman dressed in gray scrubs. A redhead dressed in a white bathrobe stepped into the room next followed by another large dark haired woman dressed in gray scrubs. All of the women climbed onto the stage. The women in the white bathrobes stepped forward to the middle of the stage while the women dressed in scrubs stayed on the back of the stage.

            “Very nice, Michael, very nice.”

            “Thank you, Senator. Which would you like to see first?”

            “Why don’t we start on the left and work our way over.”

            “Very well. Number one, step forward.”

            The redhead stepped to the front of the stage and waited.

            “Remove your robe,” Michael demanded.

            The young woman removed her robe and let it fall to the stage floor. The men and Amy stared in silence. Finally, the senator leaned toward Michael.

            “Very nice.”

            “They’re all virgins, too, Senator.”

            The blonde head turned surprised eyes on Michael’s face. Michael smiled and nodded.

            “Every one of them.”

            “And you’re only asking $80.000.00 for each?”

            “Only for you, Senator.”

            The senator turned back to stare appreciatively at the nude young woman standing in front of him.

            “Number two,” Michael called out, “step forward.”

            The first blonde stepped to the front of the stage.

            “Remove your robe.”

            She opened her robe and slid it from her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor.

            “Number one, slowly turn completely around,” ordered Michael.

            The redhead did a slow pirouette.

            “Number two, slowly turn completely around.”

            The blonde slowly spun at the front of the stage.

            “Number three, remove your robe.”

            The black haired woman removed her robe, letting it fall to her feet.

            “Turn completely around.”

            She slowly spun around as the others had before her.

            “Number four, remove your robe and slowly turn completely around.”

            The strawberry blonde removed her robe, let it fall to the floor of the stage and slowly turned around.

            “Number five, remove your robe and slowly turn completely around.”

            The brown haired woman removed her robe, letting pool at her feet and slowly turned in a circle.

            “Well, Senator, would you like a closer inspection?”

            “Certainly.”

            The two men climbed onto the stage behind the naked women as the large women in scrubs climbed down steps hidden at the back of the stage. They stood close, between the stage and a table with various implements on it. The senator went first to the woman with black hair and stood directly behind her. He put his hands on her shoulders and slowly ran his hands down her back. He slowly let them wander around to caress her breasts then slowly slide down across her stomach and back around to her hips.

            “Lovely,” he whispered, leaning close to her.

            Michael held his hand out to one of the scrub-clad women behind him. She silently laid several rubber gloves in his hand. Michael lifted one of the gloves from his palm and handed it to the senator.

            “Senator, would you like to verify my earlier statement, check for the hymens?”

            A smile suddenly lit the blonde man’s face.

            “Oh, yes. Not that I doubt you,” he replied with a smile. “But it would be my pleasure.”

            The senator quickly slipped the rubber glove on his left hand and placed his right hand against the black haired woman’s lower back.

            “Number three, spread your legs three feet apart,” Michael ordered. The woman silently complied. “Now lean forward and put your hands on your knees.”

            She did as he ordered drawing a broad smile from the senator.

            “Do not move,” Michael ordered before turning back to the senator. “Go ahead, Senator.”

            The blonde man slid his gloved hand between the woman’s spread legs, running his fingers lightly over her slit, gently caressing her clit. He stepped closer to her and nuzzled against her bent back as he slowly inserted first one then two fingers into her now damp pussy. He quickly added a third finger and began to slowly probe her vagina. His head suddenly snapped up and swung around so his eyes focused directly on Michael.

            “She’s absolutely wonderful, Michael.”

            He slowly withdrew his hand and let it slide to her back hole. He began to probe her anus using the juices still on his fingers from his earlier explorations to lubricate the channel.

            “God, she’s so damn tight.”

            “They all are,” Michael replied.

            “Wonderful,” the senator crooned, sliding his fingers from her asshole.

            He pulled the rubber glove from his hand and let it fall to the floor.

            “Number three, stand up, turn around and face us,” Michael ordered.

            The young woman quickly complied, keeping her arms at her sides. The senator’s hands immediately went to her breasts. He kneaded her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples. He squeezed her nipples hard, causing her to draw her breath in sharply but that was the only reaction.

            “They won’t resist at all?” he asked.

            “Not as long as they’re on our drug,” Michael replied. “The drug lasts for a minimum of twelve hours. They must receive two initial injections then one injection every twelve to fourteen hours after that to maintain this level of obedience.”

            “What happens when the drug wears off?”

            “They become more resistant as it leaves their system. The drug only removes their resistance. They still know they don’t want to cooperate they just no longer have the ability to resist. As the drug leaves their systems their own will returns. If you choose not to use the drug they will have to be restrained or trained in the normal, harsh manner.”

            “Amazing,” the senator commented as he moved to the blonde.

            Michael again handed him a rubber glove then ordered the woman to spread her legs and lean over. The senator probed both holes again then removed the glove and dropped it to the floor.

            “You definitely and your business are definitely everything I was told, Michael. I must commend you.”

            “Thank you, Senator. I do my best to provide quality service and merchandise.”

            “I know I originally said I only wanted one or two for my guests but…” The senator turned a smile toward Michael as both men left the stage and moved back to their chairs. They sat down next to Amy and the senator surveyed the naked women still standing on the stage before them. “I would like the two blondes for my guests. I’d also like the one in the middle, the one with black hair.”

            “Very good, Senator. Would you like to take them with you or would you like me to have them delivered somewhere?”

            “How about both.”

            “Whatever works best for you, sir,” Michael replied diplomatically.

            The senator handed him a card. “You can deliver the two blondes to this address. Can you have them there by five o’clock this evening?”

            “Of course, senator. How would you like them dressed? Would you prefer them as they are now? Or I can put them in dresses, negligees, whatever you prefer. With or without undergarments.”

            “How about dresses, something easily removed with no underwear,” the senator replied as he turned his gaze from the women to Michael.

            “I’ll take care of it. And the brunette?”

            “I’ll take her with me. A dress for her as well. Something short and easily removed with no underwear.”

            “Amy will bring her out to you in ten minutes.”

            Amy nodded to Michael and rose from her seat. The large women in scrubs escorted the nude women from the room as Amy followed them.

            “About this drug, Michael…”

            “You have more questions?”

            “Not exactly,” the senator replied. “I would like to purchase some of it, if you’re selling it.”

            The two men stared at one another for several seconds before Michael got to his feet.

            “Normally, Senator, I would suggest that the woman be brought back or one of my assistants give the injections since they have been properly trained to use it. However, in your case, since I believe you would have access to any necessary medical personnel, I’ll agree to provide the drug to you as long as you sign a written agreement releasing me and my business of all liabilities.”

            The senator smiled up at Michael. He slowly got to his feet and held out his hand.

            “You have yourself a deal.”

            The two men shook hands then turned and left the room.

 

            Michael handed the senator a small box and a file folder containing information on the three women just purchased. The senator put both items inside a briefcase and carefully closed it. He was just picking up the briefcase when Amy entered the room followed by the black haired woman from the group that had modeled on the stage.

            “Amy, thank you,” Michael said as his assistant stepped aside and motioned the other woman forward.

            The woman had been dressed in a deep blue wrap-around dress that fell mid-way down her thighs. The color of the dress perfectly matched the color of her eyes. The senator smiled when he saw her.

            “Amanda,” Michael said to the black haired woman in an authoritative voice drawing her stare. He indicated the senator as he spoke to her. “This is Eric Dodson. He is your new master. You will go with and do whatever he tells you. Do you understand?”

            “Yes sir,” she replied timidly.

            “Repeat your instructions.”

            “I am to go with Eric Dodson. He is my new master. I will do whatever he tells me to do.”

            Michael smiled at her.

            “Very good, Amanda.” He smiled at her before turning to the senator. “She’s all yours, Senator.”

            “Just like that?”

            “Just like that,” Michael replied with a nod of his head.

            “Please forgive me if I’m just a little skeptical.”

            “Give her an order,” Michael suggested.

            “Amanda,” the senator said as he stepped closer to her. “Show me your breasts.”

            She reached up and opened her dress to reveal her tits. She stood with her dress held open waiting for the senator’s next instructions.

            “Cover yourself, Amanda.”

            She pulled her dress back over her chest and dropped her arms to her sides. The senator turned back to Michael.

            “This is wonderful, Michael. Thank you.”

            “If you have questions or problems, please let me know.”

            “I don’t anticipate any problems but I will certainly call if any arise.”

            The tight rib splint around his chest made his ribs ache, or maybe it was the re-inflated lung that made his chest feel like something was pounding on him from the inside. His head hurt and every joint in his body ached. He was bone tired and sorely needed a nap. Talking so candidly about everything that he’d been through, been forced to do and watch over the past couple of months was embarrassing and he wanted to finish the interview as soon as possible.

            “You look like you could use a breather,” Harrison commented.

            “Are we done?” Matt asked.

            Turner stared at the young man, propped against several pillows so he reclined in the bed at a slight angle. The agent finally let out a slow, heavy sigh.

            “Is there anything else you can think of that happened? Anything you haven’t already told us?”

            “We haven’t talked about the cabin yet.”

            “The cabin?”

            “Yeah. Kade’s cabin,” Matt replied softly. “It’s where he took us the day he grabbed Amanda, Beth and Sam.”

            “Okay,” Turner said. “Tell us about the cabin.”

            “It was supposed to be more filming. He put Angie, Carrie and me in the back of a van with a couple of boxes and made Jenny ride up front with him.”

            “If he was so hot for Carrie, why put her in the back?” Harrison asked.

            “He liked to keep Jenny and me apart. He knew we had a thing for each other. He used it against us.”

            “Nice guy,” Harrison quipped.

            “It took a couple of hours at least to get to the cabin. One of the boxes had some extra clothes in it and we just left it in the van. The other box had sex toys in it so we took it with us.”

            Matt paused and closed his eyes. Since he had done this several times during the twelve hour interview both agents knew he was about to launch into a description of sexual activity that was embarrassing for the young man. They both knew it was hard for Matt to talk about what had happened to him, especially when he had to be so graphic in his descriptions but it was information that they needed in their case against Daniel Kenneth Mitchellson.

            “He made Angie and Carrie strip and have sex on the porch of the cabin while he filmed them. He had them use some of the sex toys. When he was satisfied with that he made Jenny strip and tied her to a tree then stuffed vibrators up – up her… He strapped vibrators inside her and tied her to a tree. He made me strip and have sex with Angie then Carrie.”

“Where?” Harrison asked.

“On the porch,” Matt replied then continued his monologue. “Then we had to do a threesome using some of the sex toys he’d brought. There was a big motorcycle in the yard, I don’t know what it was. I guess it was a Harley or something, it was big. He made Angie sit on it with her back to the handlebars then he told me to get on it like I was going to ride it only – only…”

            “Only you didn’t ride the motorcycle?” Harrison asked.

            “No,” Matt whispered.

            “What happened?” Harrison prompted when Matt didn’t continue.

            Matt turned his head on the pillows as if he were staring at the wall of machines but his eyes were squeezed shut.

            “He moved Jenny so I had to look at her over Angie’s shoulder. Then he made us have sex on the motorcycle while he filmed it. I think the two girls, Amanda and Beth, showed up while we were…while…”

            “What happened?” Turner asked.

            “He told Carrie to take care of it while we…finished. He made us keep going until…until we…finished. He told me to get in the van and Angie to get Jenny then get in the van. A little later Carrie came and got Jenny. Then he came in and told us that we were supposed to act like were professionals shooting a movie then he told Angie to get dressed and join the others for lunch.”

            “What’d he tell you?” Harrison asked.

            Turner noticed that Matt started to shake and turned even paler.

            “You okay, Matt?” Turner asked, suddenly concerned.

            “Yeah,” Matt whispered, his voice so soft Turner barely heard him.

            “Let’s take a break.”

            “No!” Matt cried. “Please, I want to finish.”

            “Matt, you need a break.” Turner stared at him unflinchingly. “Just for a few minutes, give yourself a little breather. Okay?”

            “What time is it?” Matt asked.

            Turner glanced at his watch before replying. “Eleven-twenty.”

            “In the evening?”

            “Yeah,” Turner answered, nodding his head. “It’s night time.”

            Matt nodded and turned his head back toward the wall with the machines lined up against it. Turner motioned to Harrison and they moved across the room, stopping next to the door.

            “Why don’t you take a break? I’ll stay with him,” Turner offered.

            “I’ll be back in about fifteen?”

            “Sure.”

            Harrison pulled the door open and disappeared through it. Turner stepped to the side of the door and leaned against the wall. He folded his arms across his chest and stared at Matt, wondering if the young man would ever truly recover from his experience. Turner’s head jerked toward the door when he heard a light tap. He reached out just as the door opened and a tall man with dark hair stepped inside.

            “What the hell are you doing here?”

            “Don’t worry, they don’t know.” The dark head quickly swiveled toward Matt’s prone form. “I had to see him, see how he’s doing.”

            “He’s been making a detailed statement for the last twelve hours so he’s a little tired right now.”

            “Jesus, can’t you give him a break?”

            “What do you think we’re doing now?” Turner returned the glare he was getting. “Besides, he refused to break. I had to insist.”

            The dark-haired man smiled ruefully as he turned back to stare at Matt.

            “That sounds like him.” He motioned toward the bed. “Do you mind?”

            Turner shook his head. “Go ahead.”

            The tall man moved quietly to step up next to the hospital bed. He let his hands fall to grasp the railing alongside the bed. When Matt didn’t move, the man leaned down and crossed his arms on the railings, leaning close to Matt.

            “Matt?” he whispered.

            Matt’s eyes fluttered opened and he turned his head to stare dazedly at the newcomer. Slowly, recognition flooded his brown eyes.

            “How are you feeling?”

            “You told him?” Matt whispered.

            “No, Matt. Kade found out and called him. I called and asked about you but he’d already – he’d already beat you. I – he – I’m sorry, Matt.”

            “He was so pissed off.” Matt grinned up at his visitor.

            “I imagine he was. How are you doing?”

            “I’m sore as hell but it’s getting better.” Matt’s eyes darkened with concern. “How’s Jenny? Has he hurt her?”

            “I haven’t seen her but I don’t think he’s hurt her. He was angry with Carrie for not telling him about you.”

            “God, what did he do to her?”

            “He just tied her up and made her watch while he screwed Amanda and Angie.”

            “What about Jenny?”

            “I think he’s a little afraid of her right now. He hasn’t touched her since he – since you…”

            “Are you sure he hasn’t killed her?”

            “I got it from Xi that she’s still there and she’s okay.” He smiled at Matt’s look of obvious relief. “I’m going to tell him I have a buyer and make an offer for her. To see if I can get her out.”

            “Do you think he’ll go for it?”

            “I don’t know,” he replied with a shrug of his shoulders. “When we talked before, you said you wanted to take Jenny and go home. You didn’t mention Angie or Carrie…”

            Matt glanced down at the bed as he replied.

            “I don’t know, Nels. It’s like he’s brain washed them or something. They aren’t the same as they used to be. They do what ever he tells them and act like it’s alright.”

            Nels nodded his head.

            “Okay,” he said softly. “I’ll try to get Jenny out. We’ll see if he’ll go for this. He seems enthralled with Amanda so I don’t think he’ll let her go any time soon.”

            He stared with worry-filled eyes at Matt for several seconds before speaking again.

            “Matt, I want you to know that I’m sorry for everything that happened to you in that house. Especially, my part in it –”

            “I know why you did what you did, Nels. I have to admit at the time I was really pissed off at you and I would have jumped you if I’d been given the opportunity.” They both smiled at one another. “But my dad’s a cop. I understand undercover work. I may not like what happened, but I understand why.”

            Nels nodded as he reached into his back pocket and retrieved a small card case.

            “Look, if you ever need to reach me for anything, if there’s anything I can do for you, call me. Okay?” He wrote something on the back of the card before handing it to Matt. “I put the number for my cell phone on the back. It’s the best way to get hold of me.”

            “Thanks, Nels.”

            He nodded at Matt and chewed his lip for a minute then stood and turned around to face Turner.

            “If I can get Jenny out, I think it’ll be time for you to go in.”

            Turner quickly walked over to stand next to Nels. He looked down at Matt.

            “Do you think she’ll cooperate as a witness?”

            “I don’t know,” Matt replied. “She might but she’ll be worried about the others. We talked about trying to get out but she wouldn’t go if it meant leaving Angie and Carrie behind.”

            “And you wouldn’t leave without her,” Nels said softly.

            “I couldn’t,” Matt replied.

            “I’ll contact him tomorrow and see what he says.” Nels looked over at Turner. “I’ll let you know.”

            “Be careful,” Turner said as he slapped Nels on the shoulder then stepped away.

            “Take care of yourself, Matt,” Nels said as he looked down at the young man.

            “I’m working on it.” Matt offered him a small smile. “Please, get Jenny out of there.”

            “I’ll do my best,” Nels promised before he turned and left the room.

 

            “Danny, can we meet? I may have a proposition for you.”

            “What kind of proposition?”

            “One that could solve your dilemma.”

            “Who says I have a dilemma?”

            “Xi mentioned she was worried about you.”

            “I’m free this evening. You want to come over around the usual time?”

            “Sure. One other thing.”

            “What?”

            “Do you have a digital picture of Jenny?”

            “Yeah. Why?”

            “E-mail it to me?”

            “Why? What are you up to?”

            “Just trust me on this, okay?”

            Danny was silent for a moment before replying. “Okay, I’ll send you the picture but you’re going to explain to me tonight.”

            “Okay,” Nels replied simply.

 

            Danny opened the door and motioned Nels inside. Nels strode across the room and made himself comfortable in a large arm chair, totally ignoring a naked Amanda chained to the leg of another chair across from him. She cowered on the floor trying to cover herself without being obvious about it.

            “Would you like a drink?” Danny offered.

            “Of course,” Nels replied with a smile.

            Danny mixed the drink he knew Nels would request and handed the glass to the other man then sat down in the chair Amanda was chained to. He released her chain and pulled on it, forcing her to stand. He tugged on it until she climbed onto his lap. The fingers of his free hand played idly with her nipples as he spoke to Nels.

            “So what’s up?” Danny asked.

            “Well,” Nels paused long enough to take a sip of his drink. “Xi has been worried about you since that little incident a few weeks ago. She’s also concerned about the way you’ve been ignoring a certain, as she put it, ‘bitch in the kennel’.”

            Danny gave him a grim smile and nodded.

            “I haven’t exactly been paying much attention to Jenny lately. I’ve been busy with my new pet though.” He smiled at Amanda then forced his lips against hers.

            Nels smiled in return and saluted Danny with his drink before taking another sip.

            “Xi thought maybe it had something to do with the boy.”

            “I was never that attracted to Jenny in the first place. She isn’t really that much fun without Matt to taunt.”

            “Would you be willing to sell her?”

            Danny raised an eyebrow as he stared at Nels.

            “Do you know someone who’s interested?”

            “As a matter of fact, I do.”

            “How interested?” Danny asked.

            “He’s offered a hundred and fifty grand.”

            “A hundred and Fifty grand?”

            “And he’ll pay all shipping costs.”

            “Where?”

            “I can’t tell you that,” Nels said with a note of amusement in his voice, a smile on his lips. “Are you interested?”

            “When do I get the money?”

            “I can notify the client tonight. He’ll wire it to you tomorrow.”

            Danny thought about it for several minutes, taking a sip of his own drink before finally replying.

            “Okay. If he can get the money to me by tomorrow, she’s his.”

            “I’ll notify him right away then call you with his answer.”

            “Good.” Danny smiled and reached down between Amanda’s legs.

            “Would you like to stay and celebrate?” he asked.

            Nels thought for a moment before replying, playing with his drink, running his finger around the top of the glass.

            “As much as I’d like to, I’d better get back and finish some business. Could I see Jenny before I go though? Just so I can tell my client that I saw her and she’s in good shape.”

            “Sure. Why not?” Danny turned his head to look back over his shoulder. Then he called, “Xi!”

            She appeared almost immediately in the doorway.

            “Yes sir?”

            “Would you please bring Jenny in? Nels would like to examine her.”

            “Yes sir.”

            She walked through the room and left through another door. Once she was gone Danny turned his attention back to Nels.

            “So how’s Sam doing?”

            “He’s working out wonderfully. He’s a very quick learner.”

            “He seemed to catch on quickly. I’m glad you like him.”

            “He’s very talented and settling in quite nicely,” Nels said, turning his head at the sound of Xi leading Jenny into the room.

            Jenny was led over to stand directly in front of him. She was dressed in a plain light blue bustier and dark blue mini-skirt. The four inch spike heels she wore made her legs seem to go on forever. Her hands were bound in cuffs behind her, a leash was fastened to the collar around her neck.

            Nels set aside his drink and slowly rose to his feet, staring at Jenny as he stood. He let his eyes roam over her for several seconds before he finally reached out to lift her short skirt. He dropped her skirt and turned her around only to lift her skirt again. Then he popped open the fasteners on the bustier and let it fall. He turned her back around and stared at her. Finally, he let his gaze return to Danny.

            “She looks like she’s still in good shape.”

            “You think your client will approve?”

            “I’m sure he will.”

            Nels made a small motion with his left hand as he sat back down and retrieved his drink. Xi led Jenny from the room, she didn’t bother to retrieve the bustier.

            “I’ll call you in the morning and arrange a time to pick her up if that’s okay.”

            Danny nodded then suddenly stared straight at Nels.

            “Actually,” he said softly as he let his hand run absently through Amanda’s hair. “Are you certain this client won’t back out?”

            “Positive. He wanted to wire me the money this morning after he saw her picture. I explained that I had to speak with you first. He still wanted to wire the money, just in case.”

            “Why don’t you just take her with you tonight then?”

            Nels almost choked on the sip he had just taken of his drink. He took another swallow to help the first down.

            “Are you sure?”

            “Yes. I want rid of her.”

            Nels was quiet for several seconds. He finished his drink and set the glass aside before he finally answered.

            “Only if you’re certain.” Danny nodded. “I’ll make sure the money is wired to you first thing in the morning.”

            Nels rose to his feet and offered his hand to Danny.

            “Thank you for the business. I’d better be going so I can contact my client and he can get your money to you.”

            They shook hands and Danny set Amanda on her feet then got up and strode across the room to the door Xi and Jenny had disappeared through.

            “Xi!” he called.

            Xi quickly reappeared and they spoke quietly for a moment then Danny turned back to Nels.

            “Xi will bring her back in a moment.”

            Nels nodded.

            As promised it took Xi only a moment to return with the still topless Jenny. Nels bent over and retrieved the bustier and fastened it back around Jenny when she stood within reach. Xi handed him the lead chain and quickly left the room. Nels wrapped the long chain around his hand several times as he turned back to Danny.

            “I’ll reimburse you for the clothing.”

            “Thanks,” Danny replied. “And thanks for thinking of me when you got this call.”

            “Any time we can help each other out,” Nels replied with a smile.

            He turned toward the door and tugged at the chain, pulling Jenny forward. She followed him with a confused look on her face. Nels remained silent even after the front door closed behind them. He led Jenny to his car and opened the door for her. He helped her into the front passenger seat and fastened the seatbelt around her then closed the door. He walked around the front of the car and climbed in behind the wheel. He remained silent halfway back to his house. Finally, he glanced over at Jenny and gave her a gentle, friendly smile.

            “You can relax. You’re safe now, it’s over.”
            She stared at him, eyes wide.

            “Ex-excuse me?”

            “It was all a ruse with Danny. You’re safe now.”

            She turned away from him to stare out the window. He glanced at her again and saw her bottom lip trembling.

            “Jenny?”

            “It doesn’t matter anyway,” she whispered.

            “What’s wrong?”

            “Matt’s dead.”

            “Matt’s safe,” Nels said softly.

            Her head whirled around and she stared at him in surprise and confusion.

            “But he said – Danny said…he said he was…”

            Nels gave her another small smile.

            “Danny tried to kill him but Matt’s a survivor. He’s in a hospital but he’s okay. I saw him a few nights ago. He’s doing fine.”

            “Oh, God,” she gasped.

            “I’ll try to take you to see him as soon as I can. It’ll be a few days though. He’s in protective custody so Danny can’t hurt him again. It might be easier to arrange a phone call right now.”

            Nels glanced at her again and she nodded at him, barely registering his smile through her tears.

            “Danny conveniently forgot to give me the keys to the cuffs so I can’t take them off until we get to my place. I’ll have to cut them off then.”

            “That’s okay,” she whispered. “Is Matt really okay?”

            “He’s okay. He’s been worried about you but he’s doing alright.”

            “What – what happened?”

            Nels glanced at her again.

            “I think I should let him tell you that.”

            “Please? Xi said Danny had sold him to someone overseas but Danny said he’d killed him. He wouldn’t say anything else. He just kept saying he was dead. Can’t you please tell me what really happened?”

            Nels heaved a sigh and glanced at her again.

            “Danny found out that Matt’s father is the chief of police. He beat Matt severely and dumped him by the side of the road where he originally kidnapped the four of you. He left him for dead. A traveler happened to see a suspicious form on the side of the road and stopped to investigate. They called it in and Matt was air-lifted to the hospital. When Danny told me what he’d done I called a contact and had them do some checking. They found out where Matt was and that he was still alive. He agreed to talk to us and has been in protective custody ever since.”

            “Us? Who are you?”

            Nels smiled at her again as he pulled into his driveway and pressed the button on his garage door opener. He pulled his car into the garage and parked before he answered.

            “Let’s just say I work for the government. Okay?”

            Nels helped Jenny from the car, removing the lead chain from her collar and tossing it into a corner of the garage. Jenny heard a loud chink when it landed and turned to see a pile of chains in the corner he had tossed it into. He opened the door to the house for her and motioned her inside. He picked up a toolbox then followed her into the house. He set the toolbox on the kitchen table as he caught hold of her elbow.

            “Here, let me get those cuffs off.”

            She turned back to him with a questioning look on her face.

            “Sorry, Danny didn’t give me keys to any of the locks so I’ll have to cut it all off,” he said as he opened the toolbox.

            “That’s okay,” Jenny said softly, not really knowing how to respond.

            Nels gave her a friendly smile as he pulled a pair of heavy duty metal cutters from his toolbox. He motioned for her to turn back around and she did so. He quickly cut the cuffs from her wrists and started to examine the collar around her neck.

            “If you’ll hold your hair up I’ll get the lock off of this collar and get rid of it too.”

            She pulled her hair into one hand and held it up and to the side so he would have better access to the lock that held the collar around her neck. He cut the tiny lock and let it fall to the floor with a chink as he peeled the collar away from her neck. Her hands automatically went around her throat, rubbing lightly.

            “Sore?’ he asked.

            “No,” she said softly as she shook her head. “Not really. It just feels strange to have it off after so long.”

            Nels put the cutters away and picked up the tiny lock. He put the lock and collar in the toolbox before closing it.

            “There’s a master bedroom suite with an attached bathroom at the end of the hall around the corner. There are spare clothes in the dresser and closet. Feel free to use anything in the room. If you’d like to take a shower or a nap, that’s fine. You can use the suite while you’re here. It’s for whatever guests I have. I need to make a couple of phone calls then we can talk if you’d like.”

            “Thank you. I…” She turned to face him but couldn’t quite raise her eyes to his.

            “Why don’t you go check out the suite?” he finally said quietly, breaking the awkward silence.

            She nodded and turned to leave the room. Nels took the toolbox back to the garage then made his way to the living room to make his phone calls. He was still on the phone when Jenny finally reappeared. She had changed to a pair of sweats and an oversized tee-shirt. Her hair was pulled back in a ponytail. When she stepped into the room he motioned for her to have a seat. She sat down in an armchair opposite the one he sat in.

            “Yeah. Just make sure the money gets wired into the account early tomorrow. Then take him down sometime after that.” He paused to listen to the person on the other end. “Remember there are still three captives there. I’m not at all sure where they’ll be. I’m guessing at least two will be in the kennel room if it’s early in the morning or late in the evening.” He paused again. “He would know more about the routines there than I do.” Another pause. “Okay. Any idea how long before I can make this drop?” A longer pause this time. “Okay, just let me know. I’ll be in touch.”

            He hung up the phone and looked over at Jenny.

            “How are you doing?”

            “Okay I guess,” she said softly.

            “Would you like something to eat or drink?”

            “No thanks.” She curled her legs up under herself in the chair and stared at the floor. “How’s Matt? Is he really okay?”

            “The last time I spoke with him a few days ago he was doing okay.”

            “Can – can I see him?” she whispered.

            “I –” Nels hesitated for a moment then tried to explain. “We can’t just drop in without notice. He’s in protective custody even though he’s still in the hospital. His father released a statement to the press saying he died to protect him. Nobody is supposed to know he’s still alive. Besides, I’m working undercover here. I have to be very careful when I make any kind of contact with my co-workers.”

            He felt awful when he saw the sad, crestfallen look on her face. He knew with what she’d been through and the way Danny had probably tormented her with Matt’s death that she’d probably been through hell.

            “Why don’t we call him? Would talking to him help?”

            Her face brightened. She looked up at him with such hope it frightened him.

            “Please? Can we?”

            He knew it was against all the rules and not the smartest thing he’d ever done, but damn it, they were both worried about each other. He had to do something. He picked up the phone and dialed.

            “Hello, can I talk to him?” Nels asked when the phone was answered on the other end.

            “You’re not supposed to be calling here,” Turner admonished.

            “I know. It’s important.”

            “What’s up?”

            “I managed to get Jenny out and she needs to talk to him.”

            “Shit! When –”

            “I’m working on that. Right now I need to talk to him.”

            “Okay, just a minute.”

            Nels smiled at Jenny while he waited for Turner to hand the phone over to Matt.

            “Hello?” Matt’s voice sounded stronger every time Nels spoke to him.

            “Hi, how are you feeling?”

            “Better and better. What’s up?”

            “I have someone here who wants to talk to you,” Nels said. “Hang on.”

            He stood up and strode forward reaching the phone toward Jenny. She reached out tentatively for it, looking up at Nels questioningly. He merely nodded at her and offered her the phone. She nervously took the receiver from him and put it to her ear.

            “Hello?” she said softly into the receiver.

            “Jenny?” Matt asked excitedly.

            “God, it’s you!”

            “Jenny, are you alright? Are you okay?”

            “I’m fine. How are you? He said you were – I thought…Oh, God, are you okay?”

            “I’m good. A little sore but okay. You’re in good hands, baby. He’ll take good care of you.”

            “Oh, God, M –”

            Nels put his hand over the receiver drawing her attention. He shook his head as he whispered to her.

            “Don’t say his name.”

            She nodded and he removed his hand.

            “Sorry,” she said.

            “Everything okay?” Matt asked.

            “Yeah. I just almost said something I shouldn’t have. It’s good to hear your voice again.”

            “Yeah,” he replied dreamily. “Yours too. I’ve missed you.”

            “I was so scared. I thought he’d…”

            Matt chuckled.

“That’s the idea,” he said. “I was so worried about you. Is Amanda okay?”

“I think so. I haven’t seen her much. He keeps her with him most of the time.”

“What about Carrie?”

“He was really pissed at her for not telling him about…”

“Did he hurt her?” Matt asked, his voice suddenly filled with concern.

“Not physically. He’s just screwed with her head so much…”

“God, I wish they could just get them all out.” He sighed and suddenly he sounded so tired to Jenny.

“I’d better let you go so you can get some rest,” she said softly.

“Please don’t hang up yet,” he cried urgently.

“What’s wrong?” She thought he sounded panicked and was afraid something was happening to him.

“Nothing,” he admitted, embarrassed. “I just miss you and…”

She smiled to herself and gripped the receiver to her ear. She glanced up and realized that Nels was no longer in the room.

“I love you,” she whispered.

“I love you so much,” he replied. “God, I miss you.”

“I asked if I could see you but…” she wasn’t sure if she should use Nels’ name and hesitated. “He said maybe later.”

“He has to be careful,” Matt replied. “He’ll take good care of you.”

They fell silent for several minutes before Jenny finally asked, “Do you trust him?”

“Yes,” Matt replied instantly.

“Okay, Then I will too.”

“I know it seems weird, Jen, but he’s a good guy. We talked a little that last night. He was trying to help, trying to get us out. The asshole just found out before he could do anything. He’s a good guy, Jen. He’s just doing a job that isn’t easy.”

“Okay. Thanks. I feel a little better about being here.”

“Why?”

“It’s just the two of us.”

“He won’t hurt you, Jen.”

“He’s been nice so far. I just needed to be sure.”

“He’ll take care of you and keep you safe. You can trust him.”

“Okay,” she said with a laugh.

“That’s the first time I’ve heard you laugh since all of this started,” he said softly.

“I couldn’t laugh when I saw how he treated you…”

There was a pause and she could hear mumbled voices on the other end of the line.

“I’m sorry, Jen. They’re saying I have to go.”

“That’s okay. You need to rest. Take care of yourself for me?”

“Of course. I love you.”

“I love you, too”

“’Bye, Jen.”

“’Bye. Stay safe.”

She clicked off the receiver and wiped the tears from her eyes as she laid the cordless phone on a nearby table. She heard a soft shuffling sound in the kitchen so she got to her feet and headed that way. She found Nels in the kitchen preparing an evening meal.

“Thanks,” she said as she watched him moving around the kitchen.

He turned his head to look at her and stopped. “You okay?”

“Yeah.”

He stared at her for a moment then turned back to the meal he was cooking.

“I know you said you weren’t hungry but I’m starving. Of course, I always get carried away and cook way too much. I hope you’ll join me for dinner?”

She laughed softly as she nodded her head. “Sure. Thanks.”

 

Danny lay in bed with Amanda wrapped in his arms. His loud snores were keeping her awake yet again. She hadn’t gotten much sleep for the past few weeks, ever since she’d been kidnapped. She had spent every night with Danny and his snoring always kept her awake. She was tired and sore from lack of sleep and the multiple rapes. She caught herself thinking of Matt again. He’d disappeared the morning Danny had gotten the phone call that had made him so angry. I wonder what really happened, she thought. She’d heard him taunting Jenny, telling her that he’d killed Matt. But she’d also heard Xi say he’d been sold to someone overseas. Which, she wondered, was true?

The bedroom door suddenly banged open and slammed against the opposite wall. She screamed and shrank against the pillows as a tall figure dressed completely in black with a mask covering his head stepped into the doorway holding some kind of rifle leveled straight at her. Danny sat bolt upright in bed next to her.

“Don’t move!” the figure shouted moving into the room, keeping the gun trained on them.

He moved methodically around the room, searching it. He opened the closet door and checked inside the closet, then went through the bathroom turning on all the lights as he went. A second, similarly clad figure followed the first into the room. He kept a rifle aimed at them while the first man searched through the bedroom, bathroom and the closet then returned to the room.

“It’s clear,” the first man declared.

“Male and female in C10,” the second man said into a headset draped over his head, never taking his eyes off the two figures in the bed.

“Who the fuck do you think you are?” Danny shouted as he started to climb out of the bed. The first man swung the butt of his rifle around and struck Danny in the right shoulder, knocking him back onto the bed.

“I said, don’t move, dick-head,” the man growled at Danny.

“What the fuck –” Danny tried again to get off the bed.

The second man was suddenly standing next to the first, both rifles leveled at Danny’s head.

“Don’t,” was all the second man said.

Amanda huddled under the blankets of the bed trying desperately to cover herself. The chain attached to her collar rattled as she moved, drawing the men’s attention to her. She froze when she realized they were staring at her. The second man finally stepped around the bed and sat down next to her.

“What’s your name, honey?”

Amanda glanced nervously at Danny then looked at the first man with his rifle still aimed at Danny’s head, between his eyes. Her gaze finally turned back to the second man who sat staring at her in silence.

“A-A-Amanda,” she finally whispered.

He got off the bed and went to the closet. He quickly returned with a long robe which he handed to Amanda.

“Here. Put this on, Amanda.”

She took the robe from him and slipped it on trying to cover herself with the blankets as she slid the robe on. She watched as he pressed the ear piece of his headset into his ear and turned away from her.

“Gotcha ya,” he said into the headset. “We’ll be down there in a few.”

He turned back to the bed and stared at Danny.

“Where are the keys?”

“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talkin’ about,” Danny growled at the man.

“Where are the keys to the goddamn chain? Or am I gonna have to beat it out of you?”

“Fuck you!”

The first man slammed the butt of his gun into Danny’s shoulder again, knocking him back onto the bed. Danny screamed out in pain as he fell back against the mattress. The second man stepped around the end of the bed and shoved the first man back.

“Hammer,” he said as he shoved the man away. “Do something the asshole understands.”

The second man reached down and grabbed Danny’s cock and balls in his hand then squeezed. Danny screamed in anguish, thrashing about on the bed. The man released the pressure on Danny but not his hold.

“Where are the keys?”

Danny pointed to the nightstand next to the bed.

“In the fucking drawer,” he panted.

“See, Hammer?” The man said as he released Danny. He pulled the drawer out and retrieved the keys. He started back around the bed when he heard a strange sound and his partner called out to him.

“Rover!”

The man turned just in time to see Hammer slam the butt of his gun against the back of Danny’s head. Danny’s body slumped to the floor just inches from Rover. He looked down at the unconscious man’s prone form and shook his head.

“Idiot asshole,” he said then looked up at Hammer. “Thanks.”

“Anytime.”

Rover continued around the bed and released the lead chain from Amanda’s collar. He then tried the key in the lock on the collar around her neck but it wouldn’t fit.

“Damn!” He looked down at her with angry eyes. “Sorry but that’ll have to wait.”

She didn’t know how to respond to him so she merely nodded. He looked over at his partner and nodded at Danny’s inert form.

“Can you get him or do need some help?”

“Nope, I can get the little shit. Where are we going?”

“Everyone’s waiting for us in C 14,” Rover replied.

“Let’s go,” Hammer answered.

Hammer bent over and lifted Danny over his shoulder. Rover motioned to Amanda as he stood up.

“We need you to come with us.”

She slowly climbed from the bed and followed Hammer from the room. Rover followed them. They quickly moved down the hallway to the kennels. When they entered the room Amanda was surprised to see Xi, Carrie and Angie surrounded by five other men all dressed like Hammer and Rover.

 

Matt sat up in his hospital bed propped against several pillows even though the head of the bed had been raised. Jenny sat on the edge of the bed next to him while his father sat in a chair next to the bed. Turner stood in one corner of the room looking awkward and uncomfortable. A soft knock at the closed door drew Turner’s attention away from the friendly atmosphere of the rest of the room. He moved to answer the door when it swung open enough to reveal Nels, his head stuck around the edge of the door.

“Hi. How’s everything going?”

“Great,” Turner replied, motioning Nels into the room.

“Mind if we interrupt for a few minutes?” Nels asked, raising his voice so the others could hear him.

They all turned to look in his direction.

“We?” Turner asked.

Nels stepped into the room pulling Amanda behind him.

“We,” he confirmed. He pushed Amanda ahead of him, toward Matt’s bed. “I hope you don’t mind, Matt, but I brought a friend with me.”

“I don’t mind at all,” Matt replied with a smile. He looked directly at Amanda when he asked, “How are you?”

“Okay, I guess,” she replied softly. “Nels told me what happened. I’m sorry.”

Matt shrugged. “It didn’t have anything to do with you.”

“Maybe, maybe not,” she replied.

“It was because of me, little lady,” Chief Jamison said as he got to his feet.

Amanda offered him a timid, tentative smile.

“Well, anyway. I just wanted to say thanks for – for what you tried to do. I’m sorry for what happened because of it and I’m sorry it didn’t work. But thanks.”

“I’m just sorry it didn’t work. I should have been more clear –”

“No, it wasn’t your fault. You tried.” She started to turn away but Matt reached out and caught her hand in his.

“Amanda,” he said softly, his brown eyes boring into hers. “I’m sorry.”

“Don’t be. It wasn’t your fault,” she replied as she smiled at him.

He tugged on her hand and pulled her forward. She slowly, tentatively leaned down and he pressed a kiss to her cheek.

“Take care, okay?” he whispered.

“I will.”

Amanda stood straight again and turned to leave. Jenny got to her feet and excused herself, quickly following Amanda. Nels stayed to talk with Matt a few minutes.

“Amanda,” Jenny called to the other girl once they were in the hallway.

Amanda stopped and turned back to Jenny.

“Amanda, I know this probably seems weird but given what we all went through, if you’d like to stay in touch…”

“I…I don’t know…”

Jenny quickly wrote something on a notepad she pulled from her purse and handed it to Amanda.

“That’s my address and phone. If you want to stay in touch feel free to use it. If not, I understand. I’d give you Matt’s but his dad doesn’t want it given out right now. He’s still worried. If you send something to Matt in care of my address I’ll make sure he gets it.”

“Thanks,” Amanda finally said as she accepted the paper and tucked it into her pocket.

“Have you seen Beth and Sam?” Jenny asked.

Amanda shook her head, fighting back the tears.

“Beth won’t see anyone. She won’t talk to us on the phone or anything. Sam’s doing okay though. He’s upset about Beth but he’s okay.”

“If you want to give him my address and phone, go ahead.” At the surprised look the other girl gave her, Jenny added, “Matt and I figure with everything we’ve all been through we should have our own little support group.”

Amanda smiled at her and nodded.

“Thanks, I’ll let Sam know.”

“Tell him to call sometime. Matt understands. He went through the same thing.”

Amanda stared at her in surprise. Jenny merely smiled and nodded.

“It’s true,” she finally said. “It was filmed.”

“Oh, God,” Amanda gasped.

“Nels said they found the tape and after they’re finished with it as far as evidence, he’ll try to have it destroyed.”

“How many copies…?”

“We can’t be sure,” Jenny replied.

“God,” was Amanda’s only response.

“Tell Sam to call if he wants.”

“I will,” Amanda promised.

“Amanda,” Jenny called to her when she started to turn away. “Take care of yourself.”

“I will.”

            “God, you’re so pretty to look at,” she whispered. “I can’t believe I actually get to touch something like you.”

            Her right hand slid down into his pants and gently squeezed his prick. He shook his head and grunted at her, trying to sway her with his pleading brown eyes. She reached up with her left hand and let it run through his thick, wavy light brown hair.

            “You have real pretty eyes, baby,” she purred at him. “I can’t wait to see the rest of you. You feel real good.” She squeezed his cock to emphasize her words.

            “Janey, move.” Sid stood inside the kitchen door, staring at Tom.

            “Why? I ain’t hurtin’ nothin’,” she whined.

            “We’re moving upstairs. Gonna git all comfortable in the bedroom.” Sid ginned at Tom. “You can play with yore toy up there.”

            She grinned at her brother then turned her smile on Tom. “Okay. Tommy and me’ll have a good time up there.”

            She stepped away from Tom and waited while her brother moved forward. Sid put his .45 under Tom’s chin and pressed up with it, lifting Tom’s head.

            “You do exactly as I say and we’ll git along jes’ fine.”

            Sid pulled a pocket knife from his pants pocket and flipped it open. He cut the tape binding Tom’s legs to the chair then reached around behind him and cut the tape holding his arms to the chair as well.

            “Stand up,” Sid ordered.

            As Tom stood Sid raised the gun, keeping it directly under Tom’s chin. Mack suddenly appeared in the doorway.

            “Hey, Janey, how about a few less clothes?” Mack asked.

            She clapped her hands together and jumped happily.

            “Yeah, Mack! Make ’im strip,” she cried.

            Mack held up the .57 Magnum and pointed it at Tom.

            “Step back a little, Sid,” he ordered. Sid stepped away from Tom. “Loose the shirt, playboy.”

            Tom swallowed hard then slowly shrugged his shirt off his shoulders and let it fall to the floor.

            “Now the pants,” Mack said.

            Tom shook his head and started to protest when Mack cocked the gun.

            “The little whore’s already naked. Why are you so shy?” he asked.

            Tom pushed his dockers down over his hips and let them slide down his legs to fall around his ankles.

            “Good boy. Now,” Mack crooked his finger at Tom. “Let’s go. Upstairs.”

            Tom started forward but Jane cried out.

            “Wait! What about his underwear?” she demanded.

            “Thought I’d leave that for you to take care of upstairs,” Mack replied.

            A slow grin spread across her face.

“Okay,” she purred.

Tom made it halfway across the kitchen when Sid stopped him.

“I don’t like this, Mack. He ought to be bound up.”

“If you’re afraid of the little prick, tie his hands up but I ain’t carryin’ him up them damn stairs.”

“Jane, git the tape and bind his hands,” Sid ordered.

Jane grabbed the roll of tape from the counter and crossed Tom’s wrists behind his back then taped them tightly together. Once Sid was satisfied, they all trooped upstairs and down the hall to the master bedroom. Tom was horrified at what he saw.

Penny was bound at the foot of their four poster bed. She was tied spread-eagle with her ass lifted off the end of the bed, her feet tied to the bottom of the posts at the foot of the bed and her hands tied above her head so she stood in a semi-sitting position at the foot of the bed. Drawers all through the room had been pulled open and their contents tossed about the room. Their sex toys had been discovered and poor Penny was now being tormented with a wireless butterfly. A vibrating penis-shaped dong was strapped into her mouth.

“Okay, boy-toy, git over there in front of that closet,” Mack ordered.

Penny watched with wide eyes as Tom was forced to stand against the closet door while their captors tied him to it. They used ropes they had found in the garage to tie his arms and feet to the door. They also tied one around his head and fastened it to the door. Then they closed the door and moved away from Tom giving Jane free access to her captive.

Jane approached Tom with a large pair of scissors in her hands. She knelt in front of him between his spread legs and cut up one leg of his briefs then the other leg. She reached between his legs and pulled the back piece of his ruined underwear from behind him and let the front piece fall, freeing his large prick. Both men whistled appreciatively.

“Damn, Janey, you shore know how to pick ’em,” Sid called to her.

The brothers retreated to the bed behind Penny, one sitting on either side of her. Each played relentlessly with her ass and pussy while Jane entertained herself with Tom. She tossed the scissors aside and reached up with both hands to fondle Tom’s cock and balls.

“Oh, my, you are built something beautiful, Tommy,” she cooed. She leaned up and took his prick into her hot mouth, drawing a low groan from Tom. Working his tool in and out of her mouth she gently squeezed his balls. When she felt him growing inside her mouth, she pulled away from him and looked up at him. “My, you do taste good, Tommy. Did I make you feel good, baby?”

Her hands caressed him, drawing more moans from him as he struggled against his body’s responses.

“You’re gonna cum for me aren’t you, Tommy?”

He shook his head desperately from side to side but he knew it was futile. His hips were beginning to reach out toward her as her hands worked his cock. She leaned forward again and started to suck his prick again. He lasted only moments before exploding in her mouth. She sucked the hot sperm from him and swallowed it as fast as he pumped it into her throat. Finally, he had no more to offer and he started to shrink. She let his prick fall and slid up against his body as she stood, her hands roaming over him. Her mouth found his nipples and she sucked and nipped each one in turn before kissing his chin.

“You’re hot, Tommy. We’ll do more later, baby.”

She turned with a smile toward her brothers. Mack climbed from the bed and walked around to face Penny while Sid positioned himself under her from behind. Both men were hard, their pricks standing at attention.

“It’s your turn again, pussy-bitch,” Mack said as he reached a hand around either side of Penny’s ass and pulled her butt cheeks apart. Sid forced his inflated prick into her asshole while she screamed into her penis gag. Once he was inside her Mack slammed into her pussy. Then they began double fucking her. When they had established their rhythm, they worked together to reach their orgasms. Penny, courtesy of the butterfly strapped on to her clit and the double pounding she was receiving screamed into an orgasm just before the brothers each shot their loads into her. The two men squeezed her between them until their cocks shrank and slid limply from her wet holes.

Mack turned and smiled at Tom.

“Just think, it’s still early and we’re just gettin’ started.”

            “Well, slaves, how do you like your new accommodations?” he asked as they took their seats.

            “They’re very nice, Master.” Angie was quick to reply.

            “Jenny?” he prompted when she remained silent.

            “The mattress is very comfortable. Thank you.”

            He reached across the table and grabbed her wrist in a vise-like grip.

            “Thank you for your kindness, Master,” she whispered.

            “You’d better appreciate it, bitch,” he growled at her, releasing her wrist. “If you both behave yourselves tonight you’ll earn some nice clothes. That’s how Carrie got hers. Now, eat your dinner.”

            They all quickly filled their plates and began to eat, except Jenny. She moved slowly and barely ate. Danny was quick to notice her actions.

            “Jenny, why aren’t you eating? Aren’t you hungry?”

            “No, Master.”

            He reached over and grabbed her plate away from her.

            “Then don’t waste my food!”

            He scraped the food from her plate onto Angie’s plate and set Jenny’s now-empty plate aside.

            “Drink your wine or don’t you want it either?”

            She hesitantly picked up the glass and took a sip.

            “You’d better drink up, bitch. You may need it later.”

            They finished their meal in relative silence. When everyone was finished Danny motioned for Xi as he rose from his seat. She stepped forward and waited for him.

            “Stay with them for a minute. I’ll be right back.”

            “Yes sir.”

            He left the room and returned within just a few minutes, a handful of material gripped in his right hand.

            “Angie, come here.”

            She stood up and walked around the table. She stopped just a few feet from him.

            “Since you behaved well this evening you’ve earned this.” He handed her the material and to her delight she found that it was an outfit similar to Carrie’s only her shirt was a gauzy green material. “Put it on.”

            “Thank you, Master!”

            She immediately put the short top on then quickly wiggled into the skirt as well. Then she slowly turned around for his inspection.

            “You look lovely.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            “Xi, put Angie and Carrie in the kennel and turn a movie on for them. They don’t need to be locked in the cages just yet.”

            “Yes sir.”

            The two girls followed Xi from the room as Danny moved to stand at the end of the table, staring down at Jenny. He lifted his right hand and slowly caressed her cheek with the back of his hand.

            “You and I have some unfinished business,” he said softly. “And boy-toy gets to watch.”

            “Please, sir…,” Jenny whispered.

            He grabbed a handful of her hair and lifted her to her feet. Then roughly pressed his lips against hers, forcing her mouth open and shoving his tongue inside her mouth. She fought to keep her hands down at her sides instead of trying to push him away. She kept seeing Matt’s back as the whip crashed into it again and again. Tears slid down her face as he slowly pulled away from her.

            “Don’t ever deny me, bitch.”

            He attached the lead chain to her collar and tugged on it as he stepped away from her. He led her back downstairs to the dungeon where Matt still lay on the floor. She fought back the tears when she caught sight of Matt’s prone form and the nasty welts and red streaks running down his back. Danny led her to a table in the center of the room where he forced her to lie down. Matt turned his head to see what was happening when he heard her sniffling, wondering what Danny was up to. He watched as Danny cuffed Jenny’s arms to the table above her head, one on either side of the table. Danny then moved to the other end of the table and cuffed her ankles down on either side of the table so she was held down in a spread-eagle on the table. He then clicked a lock into place on her collar so her head was also held down to the table.

            Then Danny turned his attention to Matt. He moved over to Matt’s side and pulled the injured man to his feet, drawing a groan of pain from him. He quickly cuffed Matt’s wrists to an apparatus standing close to where Matt had lain. The thing looked like some odd kind of coat rack with rings down both vertical poles and across both horizontal poles. Danny cuffed Matt’s wrists to the vertical poles so he was stretched up but not too much. His back hurt but not so much that he couldn’t bear it. Danny then cuffed each ankle to the vertical poles so that Matt also was cuffed in a spread-eagle but not spread as far as Jenny. Danny then forced an oversized ball gag into Matt’s mouth and fastened it behind his head.

            “Just so I don’t have to listen to your mouth, boy,” Danny explained. “Her screams will be music to my ears. I don’t want you ruining it.”

            Danny laughed when he saw Matt’s eyes go wide.

            “Yep, that’s right, boy. I’m gonna ride the bitch, right in front of you. I’m gonna fuck her brains out.”

            Danny turned and started back toward Jenny as Matt struggled uselessly against his bonds. Danny stripped off his clothes, revealing his erect dick then climbed onto the table between Jenny’s spread legs.

            “Here I come, bitch,” he said as he shoved himself into her dry pussy.

            She screamed and he pushed harder. The more she screamed the harder he pushed. When he was finally completely inside her, he began to pound mercilessly in and out, pumping hard. He occasionally glanced sideways to make sure Matt was still watching. Every time he caught Matt closing his eyes Danny threatened to hurt Jenny or he would simply make her scream again. Finally, he couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load into her. She thought it would never end, even when he started shooting cum into her, it just kept spewing. Suddenly, he shuddered and fell on top of her, exhausted. He rested on top of her until his swollen prick returned to its normal size and slid out of her wet hole. Then he climbed off of her and shoved a plug into her vagina.

            “Don’t want to spill any, now do we?”

            He turned to look at Matt and grinned. He unhooked Jenny’s bonds and flipped her over fastening her back down to the table. He grabbed a large pillow from a nearby drawer and shoved it under her abdomen then crawled back onto the table between her legs. He looked back over at Matt again.

            “Let’s try this hole, shall we?”

            Matt grunted desperately around his gag and shook his head furiously, pleading with his eyes.

            “You don’t want to?” Danny asked.

            Matt grunted and shook his head.

            “But this is soooo much fun.”

            Matt continued to grunt and shake his head, his eyes pleading for Danny to stop.

            “You want a turn? Like before?”

            Matt shook his head viciously from side to side, grunting desperately.

            “Okay, if you’re sure. But I’m getting mine,” Danny said as he turned back to Jenny’s exposed ass.

            He lined up his erect dick with her asshole and shoved. She screamed and tried to pull away. There was no where for her to go since she was shackled to the table. He grabbed her hips and shoved again, drawing more screams from her. He glanced over at Matt and saw he had his eyes squeezed shut.

            “Boy, you’d better open those eyes and watch your entertainment or I’m going to have to whip her when I’m finished here.”

            Matt’s eyes snapped open.

            “Good boy. Now, keep ’em open.”

            Danny went back to shoving his prick up Jenny’s unlubricated asshole, forcing tortured screams from her. He finally managed to shove past her sphincter and leaned over her, taking a short break. He looked over at Matt again while he rested.

            “She sure has a tight ass. Her pussy was tight too. She’s a great fuck, boy. You sure you don’t want some?”

            Matt groaned around his gag and stared daggers at Danny, drawing a laugh from him. Danny ran his tongue up Jenny’s back.

            “Mm-mm good!”

            He went back to work, shoving his engorged cock up her ass, drawing more screams from her. When he was finally completely inside her he started pounding her again, in and out. Working up his rhythm, he pumped her ass hard watching Matt to make sure he didn’t close his eyes. Jenny had finally quit screaming so Danny reached around and slipped his hand under her tits. He grabbed her nipples and squeezed as hard as he could. She screamed again, long and hard, causing him to shoot his cum deep into her gut. He fell forward and laid against her bare back.

            “Oh, God, bitch. That was great,” he panted.

            When his prick again shrunk back down and slid from her hole he shoved a plug up her to keep his cum from leaking out. He then released her from the table but cuffed her hands behind her back. He then attached vibrating nipple clamps to her tits and clit and turned them on, drawing more screams from her.

            “Watch the little whore cum with my juice still in her,” Danny said to Matt, an evil glint in his eyes.

            He stood back, next to Matt, and watched as Jenny was driven into an orgasm by the vibrating clamps. She screamed out and fell to her knees as she climaxed, her whole body shaking from the orgasm.

            “Yeah, bitch! Cum for me!” Danny shouted as she experienced multiple orgasms.

            Matt struggled against his bonds, watching in horror. Danny looked over at him with a grin.

            “I told you she was a slut.”

            He finally turned the clamps off and removed them but he left the plugs in place. He shoved Jenny to her knees and pushed her face into his crotch. He was once again erect.

            “Suck me, bitch. Make me cum and drink it.”

            She tried to pull away but he had his hand wrapped tightly in her hair. He forced his erection into her mouth.

            “Suck it or he gets whipped again.”

            She started licking and sucking his engorged member, working her mouth and tongue over him. He started to moan and threw back his head, enjoying her attentions. He felt his balls tightened and shoved her head against his groin. He exploded in her mouth.

            “Swallow it, bitch, every fucking drop.”

            She swallowed as quickly as she could, trying not to spill any while trying desperately not to strangle. Finally, it was over. He finished shooting and pulled her away from his crotch. He lifted her to her feet and shoved her toward Matt. He yanked the ball gag out of Matt’s mouth but before he had time to say anything, Danny shoved Jenny’s head against Matt’s, her lips covering his.

            “How’s she taste now, boy?”

            Matt hated the thought of what she had just gone through and the taste of Danny on her lips, but he new it wasn’t her fault. He could feel her trembling against him and he saw the tears flowing down her cheeks. He had to find some way to let her know he understood. As much as he hated it, there was only one thing he could think of.

He felt her jump and saw her eyes snap open when his tongue snaked into her mouth. She stared at him in shock and disbelief. He gently ran his tongue over her teeth and sought out her tongue, fencing with it. He worked his mouth over hers, trying to pull her into him. He couldn’t hold her, couldn’t put his arms around her but he could put everything he had into that kiss.

Danny finally realized what was happening and jerked her away from Matt, throwing her to the floor. He punched Matt in the jaw almost knocking the other man, and the rigging he was bound to, over.

“You fucking bastard! You just never learn do you?”

He reached down and grabbed Jenny by the hair, pulling her to her feet.

“Maybe I’ll have to invite Kade over to party with you, bitch. Let the boy watch that. Maybe you can watch him party with Nels,” Danny snarled as he looked back over his shoulder at Matt.

Matt remained silent because he was terrified of what might happen to Jenny. He knew if Angie and Carrie had already given in to this monster there was nothing he could do. But he sure as hell wasn’t going to lose Jenny to the bastard.

Danny, his hand still tangled in Jenny’s hair, turned abruptly away from Matt and started out of the dungeon, pulling Jenny with him. She scrambled to keep up with him in the awkward, bent position he forced her into. She never said a word, only whimpered now and then as she followed him up the stairs and through the house. He led her into a large bedroom where he threw her onto the big California king four-poster bed.

“Don’t move!”

She cowered on the bed as he climbed on behind her with rope in his hands. He released her wrists from the cuffs and pulled her hands in front of her. He quickly tied them together and pulled them back over her head, forcing her to lie back on the bed. He tied her bound wrists to the head of the bed, knotting rope around each of the posts. Then he grabbed the unused cuffs and climbed from the bed. He put the cuffs away and turned back to her.

“What am I going to do with you, slut?”

He suddenly turned and left the room. Jenny cowered on the bed, shaking uncontrollably. God, please don’t let him hurt Matt again, she thought desperately. She pulled her knees up to her chest and curled up as tightly as her bound arms would allow her and waited for Danny’s return. She was surprised when Xi entered the room and released her arms.

“You need cleaned,” was all the Asian woman said as she pointed to a door.

Jenny climbed from the bed and slowly walked toward the door Xi had indicated. The other woman followed her and they entered a large bathroom. Xi removed the plugs from Jenny’s vagina and butt then ordered her into the bathtub. She turned on the water and proceeded to scrub Jenny using the moveable showerhead to rinse her. When she was satisfied that the captive woman was clean, Xi ordered her out of the tub and dried her off then led her back to the bed.

Danny was lying across the bed, reclining against the headboard, watching the two women. Xi positioned Jenny next to the foot of the bed where several coils of rope had been stacked. She then proceeded to tie Jenny’s hands behind her back and her feet were tied together. She also tied rope around Jenny’s knees then ordered her to kneel. Once Jenny was kneeling Xi ordered her to lie down. She looped rope through the ropes binding Jenny’s feet and pulled so that Jenny’s feet were drawn up toward her hands and shoulders, causing her to cry out. Xi tied the rope through the bindings around Jenny’s hands and tied it off, effectively hogtying the young woman. Danny pushed a box across the bed to Xi. She reached over and pulled out a blindfold and fastened it around Jenny’s head. She then forced a vibrating penis gag into Jenny’s mouth and fastened it behind her head. Next, she inserted vibrators into Jenny’s pussy and anus, locking them into place with a strap fastened around the girl’s hips. Xi then tugged Jenny’s bound form across the floor so that she lay directly across from the bed.

“Thank you, Xi.”

“Yes sir.”

Xi left the room in silence as Danny turned on the vibrators placed strategically in Jenny’s body, causing her to jerk spasmodically. Danny laughed as he watched her wriggle. Carrie quietly entered the room.

“Master, Xi said you wanted me.”

“Always, pet. I always want you.” He let his eyes roam over her for several minutes before motioning her forward. “Come to me, pet.”

She quickly joined him on the large bed. His hands roamed over her body as his eyes had only a few moments before. Her clothes quickly fell to the floor as he pressed her shoulders to the bed. He stared down at her, his hands playing with her tits.

“Undress me, pet.”

She reached up and unbuttoned his shirt, pulling it out of his pants and shoving it back over his shoulders. She removed it from his body and tossed it to the floor then started working on his pants. She unbuttoned the top button of his pants and lowered the zipper. He raised his hips so she could pull his pants down over them. Then he stood up on the bed and towered over her. She leaned up and pulled his pants down over his legs. He gingerly stepped out of them and knelt over her. She tossed his pants aside as he sat astride her.

“Suck me, pet.”

She took his erection in her hands and gently fondled him before sliding down between his legs and slipping her mouth around his prick. She worked her tongue over him as her lips sucked over him.

“Don’t forget my balls, pet,” he reminded her.

She slid her lips along the length of his rod and kissed the tip of his penis then licked her way back down his prick to his balls. Her tongue darted madly over both his balls before returning to his dick. She worked her tongue and mouth over all of him for several minutes when he suddenly grabbed her head and forced her down on his tool.

“Oh, God, pet! I’m gonna cum!” he cried out. “Suck me, pet! Suck me dry! Drink it, pet!”

She sucked frantically on his erection as he slammed her head into his groin, pushing in and out of her mouth at a frenetic pace. He finally exploded, spilling his jism into her mouth. She swallowed quickly, drinking as fast as she could. He clutched her head against him tightly for several long minutes. When he finally released her, she drew in a long breath.

“Thank you, Master.”

He shoved her back down on the bed and began feeling her tits again. His hands slowly moved down her body as his mouth covered first one nipple then the other. His right hand slipped between her legs and found her warm slit. He started to finger fuck her as his left hand played with one tit while he sucked on the other, his prick growing hard again. He moaned low in his throat and shoved himself between her legs. He forced his penis into her wet hole and started pumping into her.

“Fuck me, pet. Make me cum. Beg me for it, pet.”

“Please, Master,” she cried. “Fuck me hard. Take me! Make me yours! Please, Master! Please fuck me!

His body jerked as he shot his load into her. He collapsed onto her and lay still. When he had shrunk and slid from her slit he rolled off of her and laid next to her, his hand still clutching her tit.

“Pet, you’re a great fuck.” He sank back into the pillows and closed his eyes for a for minutes. Suddenly his hand smacked against Carrie’s ass cheek. “Pet, go find Xi and tell her I’m hungry. Ask her to fix us some dinner. Angie can eat in the kennels but you and I will eat in here.”

“Yes, Master.”

Carrie slid from the bed and went in search of Xi. Danny slid down into the bed and rested comfortably for several more minutes. Finally, he opened his eyes and stared down at Jenny, tied awkwardly and lying in the floor.

“Comfortable, bitch?” he asked her.

She made no response. He climbed from the bed and approached her on silent feet. He quietly knelt down next to her and let his fingers twine through her hair, causing her to jump.

“I asked you a question, bitch.”

She grunted around her gag.

“You didn’t answer me the first time. You know what that means.”

She grunted frantically and started to squirm as much as her tight bonds would allow.

“Too late, bitch,” he said as he retrieved a pair of vibrating nipple clamps and made his way back to her.

He pinched and twisted her nipples to get them erect then clipped the clamps to them and turned them on. He could hear muffled screams coming from behind the gag. He laughed as he patted her ass cheek.

“Next time, answer me when I ask you a question.”

He stood up and wandered around the big bedroom, bored. His steps soon carried him back to her side. He knelt down and let his hands play with her hair.

“Maybe boy-toy can watch you and me have breakfast together in the morning. You can ride me while you feed me. Sound like fun?”

She mumbled around her gag.

“Yeah, I think so too. Maybe I’ll even take his cage off and let you get him hard. We won’t let him cum of course. But he can at least get hard.” He laughed as he thought about it. “Maybe I’ll let him get hard then force the cage back on him. Doesn’t that sound like fun?”

She mumbled around the gag again.

“I bet it’d hurt like hell. Having your dong forced back down.” He laughed again. “It sure would be fun to watch his face though.”

Carrie re-entered the room carrying a tray with two drinks and a large salad.

“Master, Xi sent this up and said she’d bring more in a few minutes.”

He turned to see what she had then jumped to his feet and headed back to the bed.

“That looks good. Bring it over here. We can eat in bed.”

“Yes, Master.”

She dutifully carried the tray to the bed and set it down next to him then carefully climbed onto the bed. Once he was comfortable she lifted a bite of the salad on the fork and held it to his lips. He opened his mouth so she could feed it to him. After several bites, he reached for his drink.

“You can have some salad too, pet,” he said before taking a sip of his drink.

“Thank you, Master.”

Carrie timidly took a bite of the salad for herself before offering another bite to Danny. They quickly finished the salad and Carrie dutifully carried their empty dish back down stairs on the tray. She quickly returned with a plate of steak and potatoes and rejoined Danny on the bed. She fed that to him as well with him allowing her a few bites while he ate. When they were finished she again took the empty plate and tray back downstairs. She turned out the light and climbed back into the bed when she returned.

The next morning Danny sent Carrie to fetch Xi and go with her to the kennel to get Angie. He instructed her to tell Xi that she and Angie were to take their morning showers and meet him in the dining room. When she left the bedroom he turned his attention to Jenny.

“Well, bitch, have a good night?”

She mumbled weakly around her gag.

“Good! Glad to hear it!” He patted her on the ass as he passed her.

He left the room and went downstairs to the dining room to wait for Angie and Carrie. He didn’t have long to wait. Their usual thirty minutes and they both appeared in the dining room followed by Xi.

“Xi, Angie and Carrie will be eating together this morning. I’ll be having breakfast later with Matt and Jenny.”

“Yes sir.”

“When they’ve finished, take them back to the kennels.”

“Yes sir.”

Danny left the girls to the breakfast and went back upstairs to take his morning shower. When he finished he unbound Jenny and let her shower. He refused her clothing and led her, naked, downstairs to the dining room. He was still dressed in only his bathrobe. He hooked her lead chain to the table next the chair he normally occupied and motioned to his seat.

“Sit.”

She nervously sat down in his seat.

“I’ll be back in a few minutes. We’ll be joined by boy-toy.”

Danny turned away from her and headed downstairs toward the dungeon. He could already feel himself getting hard in anticipation. He hurried down the steps and tried to remain calm as he entered the dungeon. He stared at Matt still hanging on the rigging he had been strapped to when Danny had forced him to watch while he fucked Jenny. Matt’s head hung loosely, drooping against his chest. He didn’t move when Danny entered the dungeon but Danny knew he was awake.

“Time for breakfast, boy. You hungry?”

“No,” Matt lied.

“No, what?” Danny asked.

“No, Master,” Matt grunted.

“Well, you can at least come up and keep us company.”

Danny moved around behind Matt and unshackled his legs from the rigging, knocking his feet from the contraption, almost causing him to fall. He then unshackled one of Matt’s hands and quickly cuffed it, pulling it behind Matt’s back. He held it there while he unshackled Matt’s other hand and pulled it down to cuff it behind his back. He shoved Matt forward.

“Okay, boy. Let’s go.”

When they got upstairs to the dining room Danny roughly shoved Matt into a chair at the table. He unhooked the lead chain from Jenny’s collar and hooked it to Matt’s. Then he moved the chain to another loop at the table and uncuffed Matt’s wrists. He cuffed Jenny’s wrists behind her back and jerked her to her feet. He sat down and pulled her onto his lap.

“Everybody have a good night?” Danny asked cheerily.

“Yes, Master,” Jenny whispered, staring at the floor.

When Matt didn’t answer Danny pinched Jenny’s right nipple between his fingers and stared at Matt.

“How about you, boy?”

He pinched and twisted hard drawing a yelp of pain from Jenny. Matt jerked his head around in surprise then dropped his eyes to the floor.

“Sure, Master. Great.”

“Good.” Danny released Jenny’s tit and shifted her position on his lap so she was straddling his lap, facing him. “We’ll all have a good breakfast together too.”

He looked up at Jenny then glanced over at Matt before shrugging out of his bathrobe.

“Boy, you’d better fill your plate and eat.”

Matt glanced over at him then slowly dished out some of the food onto his plate and started to eat. Satisfied, Danny filled his own plate then looked up at Jenny.

“Sweetheart, you’re going to feed me today.” He laughed at her surprised and confused look. “Here’s how it’s going to work. Since your hands aren’t available I’ll dish the food to you and you can pass it to me.”

Danny smiled at the sick look on Matt’s face. He lifted a forkful of eggs to Jenny’s lips and she slowly opened her mouth. He slid the eggs into her mouth then he guided her head down so his lips covered hers. He waited while she used her tongue to push the eggs from her mouth to his. He pulled away and made a show of chewing the eggs and proclaiming how good they tasted.

With every bite his prick grew stiffer between them as his balls filled. Finally, he couldn’t stand it anymore. He laid his fork aside and lifted Jenny up then sat her back down, impaling her on his swollen dick.

“God, you feel so hot, bitch,” he moaned as he started to pump her up and down on his phallus. “You make me hard, bitch.”

He emphasized his words with each pump. His movements became quicker until he finally exploded inside her, grabbing her and squeezing her to him.

“Yeeeaaaahhhhh!” he cried triumphantly.

When he finally relaxed and slid from her, he lifted her from his lap and stood up. He shoved her toward Matt.

“Okay, boy. Your turn.”

He shoved her down on Matt’s lap in the same position she had been on his own lap.

“Feed him the rest of his meal,” he demanded.

Matt scooped more of his breakfast onto his fork and started to put it into his mouth when Danny knocked it out of his hand.

“I said she feeds you!”

He grabbed another fork from another place setting and slammed it down next to Matt’s plate.

“Do it!”

Matt closed his eyes tightly for a moment before slowly reaching a shaking hand out to pick up the new fork. He lifted another bite of food onto the fork and handed it to Jenny. She slipped it off the fork and leaned forward toward Matt’s face. He slowly covered her mouth with his own and she worked the food into his mouth then sat back.

“See? It’s not so hard.” Danny stared at them with glee in his eyes, a huge smile on his face.

Matt moaned as he swallowed and let out a shaky breath. God his balls ached. He thought they’d burst they were so damned full.

Danny and Kade followed Nels’ lead and were both soon naked as well. Nels quickly returned and fastened a posture collar around Sam’s neck. He then used cuffs to fastened the boy’s hands behind his back, locking his wrists together. Nels then tied soft rope around Sam’s elbows and drew them together, tying off the rope then dropping it between the boy’s arms so he could tie Sam’s knees together as well. He finished Sam’s bondage off with ankle cuffs. Then he resumed his seat on the bed, a broad smile on his face.

“Okay, I’m ready for your little show now.”

“Wait a minute,” Kade interjected. “Let’s make this interesting.”

Danny stared at him curiously.

“You said your boy was being punished for trying to warn them away from you?”

“Yeah.”

“Why not bring him in and let him watch you pop her cherry?”

Danny smiled broadly as he got to his feet. He handed Amanda’s lead chain to Kade and headed for the door.

“Don’t start without me.”

Danny hurried down the hall to the kennels and quickly grabbed a few necessary supplies from the closet as he entered the room. He went straight to Matt without even glancing at the girls in their cages. Without so much as a word he shoved an inflatable gag into Matt’s mouth and fastened it behind the young man’s head. Next, he fastened a posture collar tightly around Matt’s neck, forcing him to stare straight ahead. Danny then bent down and fastened a pair of ankle cuffs on Matt’s spread legs. He put the cuffs on Matt’s left ankle and spread the connecting chain as far as it would go then release Matt’s right foot from it’s restraint on the wall and fastened it in the other cuff. He stood up and released Matt’s right arm from the wall. Twisting it and pulling it over the young man’s head he cuffed it and held it behind Matt’s back while he released the other arm from the wall and twisted it behind Matt’s back in the opposite direction then cuffed it as well. He then fastened a lead chain to the posture collar and yanked on it, pulling Matt forward. Matt grunted wildly as he tried to keep pace with Danny.

“You get a special treat tonight, boy. You’ve been invited to our little party. You get to watch me pop a cherry. Kade too. We both get to pop cherries tonight and you get to watch. Ain’t that gonna be a hoot?” Danny asked as he glanced back over his shoulder at Matt. He laughed at the shocked look on the younger man’s face.

When they finally reached the party room Danny pulled Matt inside, toward the wall opposite the bed Nels and Kade sat on. While Kade ignored them and Sam couldn’t see what was happening since he faced the bed instead of the opposite wall, only the two girls stared in shock as Danny connected Matt’s posture collar to the wall then knelt down and connected each ankle cuff to wall as well. As he stood up he reached out to cup Matt’s trapped prick and balls in his hand, tugging lightly.

“Still doing okay with the weights and bindings?” he asked with a laugh, dropping his prize and turning away.

Nels kept his eyes glued to Matt’s bound form, his dick standing straight up, almost as if at attention. Danny made his way back to the bed and retrieved Amanda’s lead chain from Kade. He wrapped the end around his hand several times, drawing her near to him then led her toward the wall where Matt stood trapped. He stopped only inches from the bound man, pulling Amanda close to both of them.

“Look at him, Amanda,” he whispered to her, his right arm around her shoulders. He reached out to again grasp Matt’s bound meat. “He’s being punished for trying to warn you.”

When he saw her squeeze her eyes shut he let Matt’s flaccid prick fall and grabbed her chin in his hand.

“Look at him, Amanda. This is what happens when my slaves disobey me. They are punished.”

He released his hold on her chin and her eyes slid up Matt’s body. They grew wide when she saw the red slash marks across his abdomen, stomach and chest. Her right hand slowly slid up toward the ugly welts, her eyes going to Matt’s.

“No,” she whispered.

Danny grabbed her hand just before she touched Matt’s bare skin, drawing her startled gaze.

“My slaves never speak unless I give them permission and they never, ever touch each other unless I tell them to. Understand?” When she didn’t answer, only stared in horror at him, he slammed his fist into Matt’s exposed stomach. The bound man jerked and grunted painfully as the air rushed from his lungs. “I expect an immediate response from my slaves. Now, do you understand?”

“Y-yes, Master,” she replied, turning tear-filled eyes toward Matt.

“Boy, you’re here because of Master Kade’s kindness. He invited you. You will not embarrass me by ignoring the party. You will honor Master Kade by watching us educate our newest acquisitions. If any of us catch you closing your eyes,” Danny paused to draw Amanda closer to him as he leaned in toward Matt’s face. “It will be Amanda who pays for your insolence. Do you understand me?”

Matt tried to give the required answer but only unintelligible grunts came from around the inflated gag. Understanding dawned in Amanda’s eyes as she was led away from Matt, back toward the waiting group. Matt had tried to help her and now, as part of his punishment, he would be forced to watch them rape her. Danny reached back and absently patted Matt on the stomach.

“Good boy.”

He led Amanda back to the center of the room, cuffed her wrists behind her back and let the chain play out as he returned to his place on the bed between Nels and Kade.

“Okay, girls, it’s time to give us a little performance,” Kade announced. “Here’s how it’s going to work. Amanda, you will undress Beth.” At the confused look on her face he added, “You will do it using only your mouth since your. Understand?”

“Yes, Master,” Amanda replied softly, staring at the floor.

“You can start after Beth has finished her first task.”

 He smiled evilly as he tugged on Beth’s chain, pulling her forward, toward him. When she stood directly in front of him he pulled down on the chain so she had to either bend over or get down on her knees. As he pulled harder she moved to her knees.

“Good choice,” Kade finally said. “Now, you’re going to go down the line and use your hands to get each of us ready for Sammy. Keep working until we tell you to stop. Then kiss the end of the prick you’re working on and say thank you master. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” Beth whispered.

Kade grabbed her hair at the back of her head and jerked back.

“I didn’t hear you,” he growled.

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. Now get on with it.”

She tentatively reached out and took his cock in her tiny hands and started to tug. He slapped her open-handed then grabbed her hands in his.

“Like this, you idiot.”

He showed her how to gently work his balls and dick, sliding her hands up and down and around his stiffening member. Finally, he grew tired of her inexperienced hands and shoved her away.

“Go on, I’m tired of you.”

She leaned forward and gingerly kissed the tip of his prick as he had instructed then whispered, “Thank you, Master.”

She moved on her knees so she was directly in front of Danny and started to work on his semi-flaccid member. He leaned back on his elbows on the bed and let her hands move over him, enjoying the timid touch. When he caught Kade glaring at him he finally sent her on her way. She kissed the tip of his dick and again whispered, “Thank you, Master.”

When she started working on Nels she was startled by his hands running through her hair. She glanced up through her lashes to see him smiling down at her. His gentle smile and soft caresses encouraged her and made her brave. She worked a little harder than before and suddenly found his fingers curled around her wrists. She looked up and saw him still smiling down at her.

“You’re trying to hard, sweetie. I don’t want to cum yet.” He pulled her hands away, leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. He forced her mouth open and slid his tongue into her mouth. When he finally pulled away, she was breathless. “That’s all for now.”

She leaned down and kissed the tip of his erect penis then looked up at him.

“Thank you, Master.”

When she rose and turned away from him to walk back to Kade he reached out and swatted her ass. He turned to Sam as Kade pulled down on Beth’s leash, forcing her to her knees again.

“Sam, it’s your job to take over for Beth now. You’ll use your mouth since your hands aren’t available.”

The boy looked at Nels with horror-filled eyes. Then slowly shuffled forward on his knees, slowing moving between Nels’ legs. Nels reached down ruffled his hand through Sam’s dark hair, drawing the boy’s attention.

“No biting, Sam. Only licking and sucking. Understand?”

“Y-yes, M-Master.”

Nels gently caressed the boy’s cheek as he stared into his eyes.

“Good boy.” He slid his hand back around to the back of Sam’s head and applied gentle pressure, forcing the boy’s head down. He looked up at Kade and Beth as Sam’s lips closed over his swollen prick.

Kade pulled on Beth’s lead chain forcing her to lean toward him. He leaned down and pressed his lips possessively against hers, forcing her mouth open with his demanding pressure. He slid his tongue into her mouth and explored the area fully before withdrawing and pulling away.

“Amanda’s waiting for you. She needs a playmate,” he said as he pushed her away.

Beth got to her feet and slowly trod back to where Amanda waited. Amanda stared at her friend in silence for several minutes, not moving.

“Amanda, the punishment works both ways,” Danny finally stated. “If you don’t cooperate someone else gets punished. It’s your choice.”

She turned back to Beth. She moved to stand behind Beth and slowly lowered her lips to the straps tied at the top of Beth’s shirt. Tears slowly crawled from Amanda’s eyes when she squeezed them shut. She struggled with the straps but eventually managed to get the knots loose and let the straps fall. She then moved to the bottom strap, grasped it between her teeth and pulled up. Slowly, she lifted the tiny top over Beth’s head and off the other girl. She opened her mouth and let the flimsy material fall to the floor.

Amanda knelt behind Beth and nudged her friend’s left foot with her nose. Beth lifted her foot and Amanda knocked her shoe off with her tongue and teeth. She quickly did the same with the right shoe. She raised her head and started working on the zipper of Beth’s skirt. She slowly managed to lower the zipper and the skirt fell to the floor. Amanda then sniffled loudly and, using her teeth, gripped the garter belt Beth wore and edged it down the girl’s leg, finally managing to tug it off over her foot. She then started working on the hosiery. She shivered and sniffled again as she leaned forward to grip the top of Beth’s panties between her teeth. She pulled down and ever so slowly, inch by inch, pulled the underwear from her young friend. When Beth was finally naked again Amanda climbed shakily to her feet and stood staring at the floor.

Sam had worked his way along the line of men and now knelt between Kade’s legs. Kade yanked on Beth’s lead chain forcing her to stumble toward him. When she was within reach he cuffed her hands behind her back and fastened a blind fold over her eyes then shoved her away. Danny pulled on Amanda’s lead chain, pulling her toward him. He released her hands from the cuffs behind her and gagged her before shoving her back to the center of the room.

“Your turn, slut,” Kade announced, running his hands over Beth’s young, supple body, causing her to squirm. “Get Amanda’s clothes off of her.”

Kade suddenly shoved Beth away from him, toward Amanda. She stumbled and almost fell into Amanda. Amanda automatically reached out to catch her friend. The men all laughed at the helpless girls, tangled in each other’s arms. Sam tried to turn to see what was happening but Danny grabbed the chain attached to his collar and pulled him back.

“And no helping, Amanda,” Danny warned then glanced down at Sam. “You keep sucking.”

Sam quickly slid his lips back over Danny’s erect prick as his eyes dropped to the floor. Beth was back on her feet and started to work on Amanda’s clothing. She had more trouble with Amanda’s clothes and it took her longer but Amanda eventually stood before the men as nude as Beth. Sam was back to Nels as Danny slowly reeled Amanda’s chain in, drawing her to him.

“Come here, pet. Come to me,” he said softly as he pulled her toward him.

Kade silently wrapped Beth’s lead chain around his hand, pulling her inevitably forward, into his waiting arms. She reached Kade before Amanda made it to Danny. Kade slid his hands over her body, feeling his way, making sure he touched all of her most sensitive spots. She sobbed and tried to pull away as he pulled her against his erection and wrapped his legs around her butt.

Danny pulled Amanda to him and slowly ran his left hand up her leg, across her hips, up her back then over her shoulder and down her breast, stopping briefly to squeeze her nipple. He slowly pulled her down onto his lap and laid her back so she reclined across his knee with her head and shoulders on Nels’ lap. Nels leaned down to suck on her tits as Danny kissed and licked his way down the rest of her body.

Kade suddenly shoved Beth to the floor and pressed her arms above her head, sliding between her legs as she struggled. He ignored her screams as he chewed on her nipples, his weight pressing her down against the carpet. Danny shifted his position on the bed, drawing Amanda with him so that they were lying on their sides facing each other. He still held her lead chain, pulling her tight against him with it. He wrapped one of his legs around both of hers, pinning her to the bed as he glanced up at Nels.

“Nels, there’s a pair of cuffs in the bed stand over there. Could you hand them to me? And grab the lube that’s there too. You might want it for her ass.”

Nels grinned broadly.

“Sure.”

He rose from his seat and quickly fastened Sam’s lead chain to the metal footboard of the bed. The cuffs and lube were easy to find and he quickly returned to the bed. He helped Danny put the cuffs on Amanda’s wrists then fastened her hands around a metal post of the headboard. Danny released the lead chain from her collar and tossed it away. His hands immediately began to wander all over her body as Nels settled on the bed behind her.

Danny worked magic with his hands. Amanda was terrified and horrified at what was happening but his skill and experience soon brought a strange warmth to her loins. She wasn’t sure what was happening but she didn’t think she should like what he was doing to her but it felt so good. Then she felt Nels’ hands sliding up and down her body as well. This isn’t right, she thought. But the heat kept rising and she couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped from her throat. As Amanda started to respond, Danny slid her legs apart and started to work his tool into her wet hole. He pushed in as far as her barrier and stopped.

“Please,” she whimpered.

“Oh, God, pet. You’re so fucking tight,” he whispered to her.

She felt something cool and wet touch her ass then slide up her butt hole. She tried to pull away but there was no escape. God, what are they doing to me? she wondered. Then she felt the probing fingers in her asshole.

“No, please,” she whimpered.

“It’ll be good, pet. I promise,” Danny replied, working his hands over her tits and clit again as Nels continued to work on her from behind.

She heard Beth’s high pitched screams as Kade invaded her roughly. Amanda was terrified. It sounded like he was killing Beth. What are they going to do to me? she wondered again. She didn’t have time to focus on Beth. Her friend’s screams soon faded as Danny’s and Nels’ ministrations became more than a distraction and Amanda neared her first orgasm.

When she lifted her hips and began to shake with the raw emotion of the sex, Danny plunged through her barrier as she screamed over the edge into the first orgasm she had ever had in her young life. He held his position for a moment, feeling Nels enter her from the rear. They gave her a moment to adjust before they started to pump in and out. Quickly working out a rhythm, the men ignored her pleas to stop and enjoyed their own releases soon after hers.

Amanda didn’t know how long she lay between the two men before she finally regained her breath and her senses but she suddenly realized she was hopelessly tangled in their arms. She could hear Beth crying on the floor somewhere below her. Then she heard Kade’s voice and shivered.

“Turn over, bitch. I’m not finished yet.”

How could this have happened? Amanda wondered. Why didn’t I listen to Matt when I had the chance? She sniffled and turned her face against the mattress in a vain attempt to dry her tears. She jumped when she felt a hand squeeze her tit. She heard Danny laugh softly.

“You’re enough to keep me hard for a long time to come, pet.”

He turned her head so she had to face him then pressed his lips against hers, forcing her mouth open and sliding his tongue into her mouth. His hand slid from her tit to between her legs, causing her to jump again. Then she felt another hand on her tit. A third hand covered her other tit and squeezed gently. The hands on her boobs started to play with her nipples as the hand in her pussy played relentlessly with her clit. She realized Nels had reached around from behind her to wrap his hands around her tits. He was working with Danny to tease her to another climax. She tried to pull away from them but there was no escape. She was soon squirming under their ministrations then screaming in ecstasy. Danny placed a kiss between her breasts.

“Beautiful, pet,” he said with a chuckle.

They heard another scream and Nels turned to see Kade mounting Beth from behind. He had forced her onto her hands and knees and was ass fucking her, hard. He suddenly grabbed her tits and lunged forward, spearing her ass with his giant dick. Thrusting deep into her ass, he released a long stream of his seed into her gut. After spurting for what seemed like forever to Beth he finally finished and dropped forward, crushing her to the floor. When his prick finally shrank and slid from her ass she managed to wriggle enough to get out from under him some so she could breathe easier. She was still, however, pinned to the floor.

Nels finally crawled from the bed and shoved Kade off the hapless girl. Kade’s only response was a deep grunt as he rolled over. Nels held his hand out to Beth and helped her to her feet. He saw she was shaking either from the experience Kade had given her or cold, he wasn’t sure. He pulled her into his arms and lifted her onto the bed with Danny and Amanda. Danny quickly scooted to the opposite edge of the bed, pulling Amanda with him. Nels then lay down next to Beth and gently stroked her breasts.

“Please,” she begged. “Don’t hurt me again.”

“You’ll enjoy it,” he promised.

Nels used his hands and mouth to quickly bring Beth to a blazing orgasm, causing her to arch her back and scream in pleasure. She clenched her legs together and pulled him to her, clawing at his back as she soared with the pleasure he had given her. He smiled as he held her close and waited for it to pass.

“Smart ass,” Danny hissed at him.

Nels merely smiled as he rose from the bed. He moved to stand next to Sam and free the boy’s lead chain from where he had attached it to the foot board earlier. He then turned back to face Danny.

“I need Matt’s prick.”

Danny frowned at him.

“I told you, he’s being punished.”

“I won’t take him loose from the wall or release his other bondage. I just need his prick. Unless you want to volunteer the use of yours.”

Danny stared at him for several seconds then finally shrugged.

“Fine. Just don’t release him.”

Nels turned and led Sam toward Matt. The two stopped within inches of the bound man. Nels reached out and ran his right hand down Matt’s cheek and neck, down his chest to his well-muscled stomach. Finally let his hand slide down to hold Matt’s wrapped prick, never taking his eyes from Matt’s.

“You are beautiful, you know. I wish Danny would sell you to me. I think you’d be much happier with me.” Nels released Matt’s prick and moved his hand to trace the welts across his stomach. “You wouldn’t be getting marks like these from me.”

Nels sighed and dropped his hand to his side as he turned to Sam.

“Sam, kneel.”

Sam dropped to his knees and stared at the floor, afraid of what might happen next. Nels dropped the lead chain to the floor and moved his left foot to cover it. He then knelt in front of Matt and proceeded to undo the work Xi had done on Matt’s prick. He carefully removed the weights first and set them aside then slowly unwound the rope binding Matt’s privates. He gently rubbed the other man’s prick and balls when Matt moaned as the ropes were removed. Nels knew that it would probably be painful when full blood flow was returned.

“I know it hurts.” He glanced up at Matt as he rubbed. “I’m sorry.”

He finally released Matt and stood up, lifting Sam’s lead chain as he stood. He looked down at Sam before looping the lead chain around Matt’s chained hand.

“Hold that for me, will you?”

Nels returned to the bed long enough to retrieve the tube of lubricant. He quickly returned to stand in front of Matt again.

“Sam, stand up. Let me see how tall you are.”

Sam obediently stood, keeping his eyes glued to the floor.

“Hmm.” Nels stared at the two captive men before him then glanced around the room.

Danny leaned up on one elbow in bed and watched. He was curious as to what Nels was up to. His left hand played idly with Amanda’s tits. Nels’ eyes finally settled on a large ottoman in one corner of the room. He walked over to it and pushed it over next to Sam.

“That should be about right,” he mumbled to himself.

He reached out and pulled Sam back a few steps then shoved the ottoman forward, placing it right in front of Matt.

“Okay, Sam. Climb up on your hands and knees.”

Instant panic lit Sam’s face but he did what he was told. He quickly discovered that the ottoman was solid and large enough to hold him in the position Nels had dictated, which eased his fear.

“Okay, good boy.” Nels stroked Sam’s head and bare back like he was a well-performing pet. “Now, Matt’s been neglected this evening. Suck him.”

Sam slowly reached out and grasped Matt’s tender prick in his hand then slipped his mouth around it.

“Put your hands down, Sam. Just use your mouth,” Nels directed. Sam obeyed. “Good boy.”

Nels again patted and stroked the boy, carefully breaking the strings that held Sam's g-string in place and letting it fall away. After several minutes on Sam’s attention, to Matt’s horror, he began to grow hard. Nels noticed the shocked look on Matt’s face and smiled.

“He’s quite good, isn’t he?” He stroked Sam’s head again. “When he cums Sam, swallow it, all of it.”

Nels’ hand slid down Sam’s back and he carefully filled it with a bit of lube. He rubbed the lube on Sam’s ass and into the boy’s ass hole, causing him to jump.

“It’s okay, Sam. I’ll try not to hurt you. Just focus on Matt.”

Nels tossed the tube of lubricant away and stepped up behind Sam, lining up his erection with the boy’s ass hole. He slowly started to push forward, drawing a low groan from Sam. Nels noticed Matt’s fingers curl into his hands, forming fists.

“Sam, no biting and don’t be too hard or rough.”

Matt grunted and tried to shake his head. The posture collar prevented any movement though. He stared at Nels, begging with his eyes. Nels stared at him and continued to push his way into Sam’s ass. Once he was fully inside the boy he stopped and waited a few minutes while Sam continued to work on Matt. When Nels saw Matt’s jaw tighten he put his right hand against Matt’s face.

“Wait for me,” he said softly and began to pump in and out of Sam’s ass.

Matt groaned and grunted, unable to fight nature any longer. He exploded in Sam’s mouth, frightening the boy, causing him to choke initially. Sam finally regained his senses and started swallowing just as he felt Nels explode in his ass. Tears mixed with the cum dripping down his chin. When Nels’ prick finally relaxed and shrank it slid from Sam’s ass and he patted the boy on the back of his shoulder as he raised up to his full height, towering over the sick and frightened Sam.

“Good boy. You did just fine, Sam,” he said softly, turning away and heading back to the bed.

            Danny grasped Carrie’s right elbow and pulled her to her feet. She didn’t resist him and dutifully kept her eyes lowered and her arms at her sides as she had been instructed the previous evening. He ran his hand down her face and continued down her shoulder, down her breast and across her stomach. He unlatched her chain from the wall and led her from the dungeon, carefully closing the door behind them. He tugged on the chain in silence, signifying that she should follow him up the stairs.

            He led her into a small room with a sofa, a couple of chairs, end tables a small entertainment center, a television and a VCR. He picked up a remote control and turned on the television. A picture of the dungeon he had just led her from popped onto the television screen. Carrie’s eyes grew wide as she stared at the picture. He let her watch it in silence for several minutes before he turned the volume on. He let her listen to Angie and Jenny’s worried conversation about where he might have taken her then finally turned the mute back on.

            “When we finish here you are not to discuss what we do. Do you understand what I’m telling you?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “They will ask you. Do not tell them. Do not discuss anything that happens between us or I will have to punish you severely.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “Good girl. Would you like to use the bathroom and take a shower?”

            “Yes please.”

            He unfastened the chain connected to her collar and pointed to another door.

            “The bathroom is in there. You have thirty minutes to get cleaned up. If you aren’t out in thirty minutes I will come in and get you.”

            “Yes, sir,” she replied but didn’t move.

            “Go.”

            She shuffled forward toward the door he had indicated and disappeared inside. Danny turned back to the television and un-muted it. He sat down and made himself comfortable.

            Carrie stared around the small bathroom for a moment before using the toilet. She then lifted a washcloth from the stack and turned on the water in the huge tub. She adjusted the temperature before turning the shower on and pulling the clear shower curtain across the tub. She climbed in and began soaping her body. She washed gingerly over the many tender spots as the tears started again. She finished washing her body then washed her hair with the shampoo sitting on the shower shelf.

When she finished she climbed from the shower, hung her wet washcloth over an empty towel rack, toweled her hair dry and wrapped the towel around her hair then dried her body. She hung up the damp towel and pulled the second towel from her hair, hanging that towel up as well. She found a brush on a shelf in the bathroom and brushed the tangles from her hair. A blow dryer lay on the shelf where she had found the brush so she used it to dry her hair. She then turned and left the bathroom, going back to the room where Danny waited. He turned to look at her when she entered the room.

“You look very nice, Carrie. You’ve done well.”

He stood up and held out his right hand to her. She walked forward and took his hand. He led her to another door. He opened the door to reveal a large walk-in closet full of all kinds of lingerie.

“Pick whatever you like,” he told her.

She surveyed her choices and discovered it was all very revealing and easy to remove. It all made a female easily accessible to him. She simply reached into the closet and pulled one out.

“Put it on for me,” Danny instructed her.

She put it on and stood silently as he surveyed her body. He finally held out his hand to her. She took his hand and let him lead her to another room. It turned out to be a large dining room with a hot breakfast set on the table. An oriental woman stood at another door.

“Xi, this is Carrie. She is one of my new slaves.”

“She’s very pretty.”

“I think so. Carrie this is Xi. She works for me. You will call her Mistress.”

“Yes sir.”

“You will treat her with the same respect that you treat me with. Do you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

“Good girl. Now, sit down and have some breakfast.”

He watched her eat and had her feed him a few bites of her meal. When she was finished he took her back to the dungeon and brought Jenny up. He went through the same process with her. When it was Angie’s turn, he picked the outfit he wanted her to wear. He laid out a bra that only lifted her tits instead of covering them. The panties he gave her were low cut crotchless panties. He then took her to the dining room to meet Xi.

“Angie, this is Xi. She works for me and you will treat her with the same level of respect that you give me. You will call her Mistress when you address her.”

“Yes sir.”

“From now on you will call me Master unless we’re in public. If I decide to take you out in public you may call me sir. Otherwise, you will only address me as Master.”

“Yes sir – Master.”

“Good girl. Make sure you have a good breakfast. You’re going to have a very busy day. Xi will be helping you get ready for a party I’m having tonight. I’ve invited a few friends over to meet you.”

He grinned at the shocked and frightened expression on her face. He knew his announcement had scared her and he liked it. He wanted her to be afraid. He liked the power he had over her and he wanted to teach her a lesson she wouldn’t soon forget. That was the whole purpose for this party.

“I’ve invited a few friends over tonight. A couple of them are bringing their slaves so we can compare and you can learn. I’ve told them how difficult you’re being. They’ve all agreed to help me train you.”

He loved the look of absolute horror and fear that flowed into her face.

“Xi will be helping me make you more presentable. But don’t worry. You won’t be totally alone during today’s make-over session. I have plans for boy-toy too. You both need to be brought down a peg or two.”

The last to be brought upstairs for breakfast was Matt. Before he was brought up, Danny put leg irons on him to make it more difficult for him to walk. He then cuffed Matt’s hands to a belt harness and fastened a chain to his collar. He led the other man up the stairs and showed him the same video feed he had shown the women. He shoved Matt down onto the couch to watch it though. While Matt sat on the couch Danny finally removed the ball gag from his mouth. Danny remained standing behind Matt as he spoke to his captive.

“When we finish here you are not to discuss what we do. They will ask you. Do not tell them. Do not discuss anything that happens between us or I will have to punish someone severely. Do you understand what I’m telling you?”

“Yes sir.” Matt’s voice was a dry croak from having nothing to drink and wearing the gag for so long.

“From now on you will call me Master unless we’re in public. If I decide to take you out in public you may call me sir. Otherwise, you will only address me as Master.”

When Matt made no response Danny smacked him in the back of the head.

“Do you understand me?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” Danny shouted, smacking Matt again.

“Yes, Master.”

“When I ask you a question I expect an answer. Now, get up.”

Mat slowly rose painfully to his feet, his body stiff and sore from the position he had been chained in all night. Danny tugged on the chain still fastened to Matt’s collar and led him into the bathroom.

“If I unhook your feet and hands will you behave?”

“Yes, Master.”

Danny studied the other man for a few minutes and realized he was too tired to fight. He unfastened the leg irons then unlocked the cuffs around his wrists. He removed the belt from around Matt’s waist that he had been cuffed to and gathered up the restraints.

“You have thirty minutes to use the bathroom and shower.”

Danny left the room and returned to his television. Matt relieved himself and climbed wearily into the shower. He stood under the hot water for several minutes trying to ease his aching muscles. He finally started to feel some relief and quickly finished his shower. He toweled off and stared at his gaunt face in the mirror, wondering if he’d ever be able to shave again. He had just hung up the towel from his shower when Danny opened the door and stepped back into the room.

“Follow me,” he said and left the bathroom.

Matt followed him wondering what was coming next. Danny stopped in the room with the television. There was now an Asian woman standing next to a table with a pan of water on it. Matt blushed self-consciously when he saw her.

“This is Xi. She works for me and you will treat her with the same level of respect that you treat me with. You will call her Mistress. Understand?”

“Yes, Master.”

Danny knew how hard it was for Matt to say those words, especially in front of someone. He loved hearing them. The humiliation of the other man was what made it so much fun for him.

“Sit. Xi will shave you.”

Matt started to protest but saw the look in Danny’s eyes and knew better than to argue. He was afraid of what the other man might do to Jenny, Angie or Carrie. He obediently took a seat in the chair Danny had indicated and Xi quickly shaved him with a straight razor. When she finished she gathered her things and started toward one of the doors.

“Xi, would you please bring our boy a glass of juice?” Danny asked softly. “I think he could probably use something to drink after his long night.”

“Of course,” she replied softly then quietly left the room.

Danny stared silently at Matt for several seconds before turning back to the television. He pressed a button on the remote and focused the picture on Angie, locked in the dungeon below. He then turned back to Matt, still sitting quietly on the chair where he had been shaved. Danny noticed, when he turned, that Matt had been watching him. He smiled to himself before he addressed the other man.

“Come over here, boy.”

Matt rose from his seat and moved to stand next to Danny.

“Have a seat on the couch. I want to show you something while we talk.”

Xi came back into the room and handed Danny two tall glasses of orange juice. He took a sip from one glass then handed it to Matt. He kept the second glass for himself and watched as Matt drank greedily from the glass he had been handed. He drank half of the juice before he caught himself and stopped. Danny laughed softly and sat down next to the naked man as Xi left the room again.

“So, what were you doing with three lovely college dames late at night?”

“We went to a game together.”

“One guy with three pussies and you expect me to believe you weren’t chasing at least one of them?”

Matt stared at the floor and shrugged his shoulders. Danny slapped the back of his head, hard.

“Answer me!”

“No. We’re just friends.”

“Yeah, right. Watch the television.”

Matt slowly sipped his juice and tried to look like he was watching the video feed while he actually attempted to look at anything else in the room. Danny stared at Matt, watching him carefully for any reaction to the display on the screen. The focus slowly panned from Angie to Carrie. He left it on her for several minutes before shifting it to Jenny. Almost instantly Matt started to grow hard. Danny laughed causing Matt to drop his eyes to floor and blush.

“You’re hot for Jenny.”

Matt swallowed hard, wishing he could simply disappear, sink through the floor. He had managed to keep his feelings from Jenny and the others but Danny had ferreted him out and would now use that information against both of them. Danny poured his remaining juice into Matt’s glass as he rose to his feet.

“Finish your juice and stay on the couch. I’ll be right back.”

Danny went out the same door Xi had left through. Matt gulped the juice in an attempt to calm his nerves as he watched Jenny on the television. God, she’s beautiful, he thought, feeling the familiar stirrings in his groin. Danny and Xi both suddenly appeared in the room. Xi crossed the room and left through the door Matt had originally entered through.

“Come on, boy, time to get you ready for breakfast.”

Matt got to his feet and followed Danny into the dining room where Danny motioned him to sit down at the table. Danny then fastened cuffs around his ankles, chaining his feet to the chair he sat in, spreading his legs. Danny then pulled Matt’s hands behind his back and cuffed them together behind the chair and chained them to the rail across the back of the chair so he couldn’t move his arms. He stepped in front of Matt to see a bewildered look on the other man’s face.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get to eat.”

Danny sat down in front of Matt as Xi led Jenny into the room by a chain attached to her collar. Matt blushed furiously and squirmed in his seat when she looked around the room in confusion.

“Our boy here needs breakfast but, as you can see, he has a small problem,” Danny said to Jenny.

Xi handed him the chain attached to Jenny’s collar and moved to stand in one corner of the room. Danny tugged on her chain causing her to bend over toward him, giving Matt full view of her butt. He slowly unfastened the chain from her collar.

“Strip.”

She slowly removed the miniscule negligee he had given her earlier, handing it to him when she removed it.

“Good girl. Now, sit on his lap and feed him.”

She swallowed hard then turned to face Matt. She immediately saw his erection and her eyes flew to his face. He was still blushing and his eyes showed his embarrassment.

“I’m sorry,” he mouthed to her.

She sat down on his lap with both legs dangling to one side and reached for the bowl of scrambled eggs.

“No!” Danny smacked the back of her head and pulled her from Matt’s lap. He shoved her around until he had her standing directly in front of Matt then he used his foot to kick her feet apart so she was straddling Matt’s legs then he shoved her forward. “Like that!”

He shoved her down onto Matt’s legs and knocked her forward into Matt’s chest. She threw her hands out, her fingers curling over Matt’s shoulders, her face just inches from his.

“Sorry,” she mumbled as she righted herself. She adjusted her position then again reached for the eggs.

She spooned eggs onto Matt’s plate then asked what else he wanted. She quickly loaded his plate with bacon, sausage and biscuits. Then she slowly spooned some eggs onto the fork and lifted it to Matt’s lips. He opened his mouth and she carefully fed the eggs to him then offered him a bite of bacon.

“Don’t you want any gravy?” Danny asked retrieving the gravy bowl from the table. He poured a liberal amount over Jenny’s breasts.

“Lick it off,” he demanded.

They both stared at him for a moment then Matt slowly leaned forward and started licking the warm liquid from Jenny’s tits. His rod got even harder and Danny didn’t miss it. He grabbed Jenny by the shoulders and lifted her up. He reached down and carefully positioned Matt’s prick at the entrance to her pussy then shoved her down.

“Stay,” he growled at her when she squirmed. Then he looked at Matt. “Keep licking. Make sure you get it all.”

Danny put his fingers in the gravy bowl and lifted a small amount of the liquid out. He smoothed it around and in Jenny’s asshole, causing her to jump. Matt didn’t notice, he was too lost in his own euphoria. He got his own surprise when he felt a wet pussy press against his bound hands, forcing his fingers inside the warm, wet womanhood. He didn’t care though. He was lost in the smell and feel and taste of Jenny. He started to move inside her, drawing a low moan from her as he licked and sucked at her nipples. Danny dropped his pants and fell to his knees, pushing his own dick into her butt while Xi rode Matt’s hands. The four of them worked each other into a frenzy and finally managed to climax almost simultaneously. Xi screamed out her ecstasy first then Jenny and Matt both screamed into climax followed closely by Danny. Both Danny and Matt shot their loads into Jenny before finally sliding out of her. Xi retreated to her corner and Danny pulled his pants back on then moved back to his seat at the table. Jenny leaned her head onto Matt’s shoulder, exhausted from her ride. Matt snuggled into her neck wishing he could wrap his arms around her and hold her close. He settled for nibbling on her neck and ear.

“I love you, Jen,” he whispered softly into her ear so only she could hear him.

She kissed his ear and neck softly as she slowly sat up, smiling at him.

“Finish your breakfast before it gets cold.” Danny’s voice interrupted their intimate moment.

Jenny turned back to the plate and finished feeding Matt, still wearing the smile she had sat up with. When the plate was empty Danny pulled her from Matt’s lap.

“I hope you enjoyed it, boy.”

He shoved Jenny toward the door.

“Go take a shower,” he ordered her.

She glanced back over her shoulder at Matt as she left the room, Xi following her. Danny sat back down across from Matt, staring at the other man.

“That’s the last time you’ll be allowed to cum for awhile,” Danny announced.

Matt stared at him in silence.

“You and Angie both need a reminder about who’s in charge here. You’ll be getting your lesson today. I think you learn quicker than she does so your lesson won’t be quite as long as hers.” Danny made a face and shrugged his shoulders. “In a way, anyhow. Once Jenny finishes her shower you’ll take another one. You need to be clean for what I have in mind.”

Danny looked pointedly at Matt’s crotch then back at his face.

“In the future you will only be allowed to cum if I say you can. Do you understand?”

Matt swallowed before replying. “Yes, Master.”

Danny reached over to pat the side of Matt’s face.

“Good boy.”

His hand slid down Matt’s chest, down his torso to latch onto his dick. He tugged lightly on it as he spoke.

“Just remember, this is my cock. It only gets used when I say it gets used. I don’t care if it happens to be fastened between your legs, it’s still my cock. Understand me?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Good. Remember that,” Danny hissed as he clutched Matt’s balls tightly in his fist. “I don’t like repeating myself.”

Danny only released his hold on Matt when Xi entered the room.

“The she-bitch is back in her cage, sir.”

“Thank you, Xi. The boy-toy needs cleaned. Please see to it.”

“Yes, sir.”

Danny left the room through the opposite door from the one that Xi led Matt through. She led him back to the bathroom and chained him in the shower where she began to scrupulously scrub his groin. When she finished there she scrubbed over his chest paying particular attention to his nipples. Finally, she announced that he was clean and toweled him off. Then she led him from the bathroom through the living room to a small room which looked almost like a medical office.

Angie was already in the room and strapped to a strangely shaped exam table. The tables were split where her legs were to allow better access to her pubic area. Her arms were pulled out away from her sides on long bars and strapped down while her legs were spread wide so that she lay in a spread-eagle position. Her head was strapped down as were her arms, torso, stomach, pelvis and legs. She was fastened down so tightly that she couldn’t move. The only things she could move were her eyes.

Xi led Matt to a similar table except it was in a vertical position so that he would be standing instead of lying down. He tried to resist but Danny was immediately at her side with the tazer. Matt complied and let them strap him to the table. When he tried to ask what they were going to do Danny stuffed a ball gag into his mouth again.

“Believe me, you’ll need it later.”

Danny gave a sinister laugh as he turned away from Matt and headed toward Angie. Xi followed Danny. They gathered a tray which held several odd looking items and only a few instruments. Danny held the tray while Xi carefully swabbed Angie’s right nipple with alcohol. She then lifted a needle and carefully slid it into Angie’s nipple, drawing wild screams from the trapped girl. Danny stared down at her malevolently.

“Shut up, bitch. It isn’t that bad.”

He handed what looked like a dangling emerald earring to Xi and she carefully inserted it into the new hole she had just made in Angie’s breast. She then picked up a small soldering iron and carefully soldered the ring closed. They repeated the process on Angie’s left nipple then moved down to her navel. Xi again pierced the captive girl’s body then Danny selected a navel ring from the tray and handed it to Xi who inserted it and soldered it closed.

When they moved down between her legs Angie screamed before they even touched her. Danny set the tray aside and picked up a ball gag. He moved back to Angie’s head and shoved the gag into her mouth, quickly fastening it. Her screams became muffled sobs.

“That’s better,” he quipped as he picked up the tray and moved back to stand next to Xi.

She carefully lifted a fold of Angie’s labia and pressed her needle against the thin skin. She put the ring Danny selected through the freshly made hole and soldered it closed then pierced the other side and placed the matching ring and soldered it as well. She gathered her tools together and placed them back on the tray then headed toward Matt. His eyes grew large as he realized what was probably about to happen to him. Danny patted Angie between her legs as he stepped away from her.

“Good girl. You’ll be gorgeous for tonight. The guy’s are gonna love you.” He turned toward Matt with a malicious grin. “Your turn, boy.”

Matt struggled uselessly against his restraints, grunting loudly against the gag.

“Settle down. It’ll be over in a few minutes,” Danny quipped as Xi rubbed alcohol over Matt’s right nipple, beginning the process.

Matt squeezed his eyes shut as Xi pushed the needle through his nipple then forced the first ring through. He kept them shut as she soldered the ring shut and moved to the left nipple. When he felt the table shift beneath him, his eyes sprang open. He realized they were tilting the table to lay him back. He would be reclining like Angie, flat on his back. That’s when he started to panic. Danny patted the side of his face as the table slid back.

“Almost done.”

The table suddenly stopped moving and they stepped between his legs. Matt held his breath, waiting. Danny smacked him hard on the balls.

“Stop being such a baby. It won’t hurt that bad.” Danny stared down at him. “You don’t think I’d do anything to damage the goods do you?”

Since Matt couldn’t answer due to the gag and he couldn’t shake his head all he could do was mumble around the gag.

“You may be my slave but I won’t permanently maim you or damage the goods,” Danny said reassuringly. “You wouldn’t be of any use to me then.”

Xi laid down her piercing equipment and picked up something that Matt couldn’t see. She fitted something behind his ball sack then he felt something slide over his penis. He heard a loud click and felt Danny pat his encased tool.

“There. That should hold you.” Danny looked up at him with a proud grin. “You’re now wearing the CB3000. That should keep the big monster under control. And it didn’t hurt at all, did it? Oh, one thing though. You should probably sit down to pee. Otherwise they say it’ll make a big mess.”

He turned back to Xi and nodded. She lifted a small branding iron from a box of dry ice and pressed it into Matt’s inner thigh just below his groin, drawing a scream from him.

“Okay, that might have hurt a little,” Danny admitted.

Xi gathered the tools and put them on the tray with the rings then took the tray from Danny. She left the room as Danny walked back to Angie. He hooked her lead chain to her collar then unfastened her from the table and helped her to sit up. He reached up and removed the ball gag from her mouth, laying it on the table next to her.

“Do you understand now who is in charge?”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered in reply.

He studied her for a moment before helping her from the table.

“I’m not convinced you mean that but you will by the time the night’s over.”

Xi entered the room and Danny handed her the lead connected to Angie’s collar.

“Xi will take you back to the dungeon.”

She silently followed the little Asian woman from the room. Danny turned back to Matt. He slowly strode across the room and stood next to the table where the other man was still strapped down.

“I hope you understand now what I mean when I say that’s my cock.” Danny nodded his head toward Matt’s encased prick.

Danny reached out and removed the ball gag from Matt’s dry mouth. He then slowly unfastened the restraints holding the other man to the table and connected the lead chain to his collar. Matt lay motionless, panting heavily.

“Get up,” Danny demanded.

Matt slowly, painfully sat up then got to his feet, wincing at the pain in his leg from the fresh brand. He glanced down at his dick and groaned when he saw it caged. Danny tugged on the lead chain and pulled Matt forward. Matt stumbled after him trying to adjust to the new cage between his legs while ignoring the pain from the dry ice brand. Danny led him back to the dungeon and fastened his lead chain to the wall he had been chained to all night the previous evening. Danny then turned to address the others in the room.

“As you can all see I’m serious when I say you are all my slaves. If you persist in arguing with me I will punish you however I see fit. If I decide to decorate your bodies with piercings, I will do so. Any questions?” He scanned the terrified faces with his eyes. “Good. Now, I don’t want anyone getting any nasty infections in their piercings so…Carrie, you will look after Angie and make sure she does not get any infections in any of the new piercings. Jenny, you’ll look after Matt. He also has a new brand you’ll need to put a salve on.”

He handed her two tubes of ointment as he unchained her leash from the wall and led her over to where Matt had sunk onto the floor. He chained her leash in the same loop on the wall as Matt’s leash. He then chained Carrie with Angie and gave her a tube of ointment as well.

“I’ll be back in two hours to collect Angie for tonight’s party.”

Danny turned and left the dungeon. Carrie settled quietly beside Angie, both girls sat silently. Jenny knelt next to Matt, reaching out to touch his shoulder. He lay on his side, curled up, facing away from her. He flinched when she touched him but he wouldn’t look up at her.

“Matt? What happened? What did he do to you?”

“Go away, Jen.”

“I can’t, Matt. He’s watching us. You know that. I need to put some of this stuff on you.”

She tried to get him to turn over but he refused. She ran her hand down his bare side to his hip.

“Matt, let me help you.”

“Don’t, Jen. Please. Just, don’t touch me.”

She brushed a lock of hair away from his face and tried another tactic.

“He said something about burning you with dry ice. At least let me put some of this ointment on that.”

“No. I’ll do it.”

He held out his hand toward her.

“Matt, he told me to. If you don’t let me, he’ll hurt one of us.”

“Jen…”

He slowly turned onto his back and she caught a glimpse of the contraption between his legs. Her hands forced his knees apart, her eyes narrowed as she stared at him.

“What the hell did he do to you?”

“It’s a chastity belt. I can’t cum unless he unlocks it.” He squeezed his eyes closed as he fought the pain in his tight balls. “God, Jen, I get hard just looking at you. It won’t let me…it hurts… If you touch me…”

“Jesus! He’s one sick bastard.” She leaned forward to kiss him softly on the forehead. “I’m sorry, Matt.”

They heard a soft crackling noise and looked around suspiciously.

“Jenny, keep your mouth off of him. Just put the ointment on his burn and if his piercings need treatment see to it. Otherwise, keep your hands and your mouth to yourself.” Danny’s voice sounded over a loudspeaker in the dungeon.

“You sick bastard!” she shouted into the air.

She could hear him laughing as he shut off the intercom.

“Where’s the burn, Matt?”

He slowly moved his left leg over to reveal the ugly brand they had burned into his skin.

“Jesus!” she whispered as she sucked in her breath. She could plainly see the words: Property of DKM.

She gently applied a liberal amount of the ointment to the brand, taking her time to smooth it out over the afflicted area. Matt let his head fall back against the floor and moaned low. The ointment felt good, it eased the pain in his leg but Jenny’s touch was what felt best. God, his balls ached.

Jenny finished applying the ointment then laid the tube aside and lay down next to Matt. She curled tightly against his side, her head on his shoulder. She couldn’t really tell but she thought maybe he had fallen asleep. She hoped he was sleeping anyway. She didn’t want to cause him any more pain but she desperately wanted – needed – to be close to him.

She fell asleep too and was only awakened when the door to the dungeon suddenly banged open. Danny strode through the dungeon, straight toward Jenny and Matt. She jumped to her feet as he approached them.

“You just can’t listen, can you, bitch?”

“I put the salve on, sir.”

“I know what you did.” He stared hard at her as Matt slowly climbed to his feet. “I told you not to touch him other than to put the ointment on. Then I come in here and find you sleeping on top of him.”

“But – I – he – we – we can’t do anything.”

He slapped her, knocking her to her knees. Matt reached out reflexively, trying to catch her. Danny punched him in the stomach, doubling him over, bringing him to his knees. He grabbed Jenny’s hair and lifted her to her feet.

“I don’t care what you can or can’t do. I told you to keep your hands and mouth to yourself and you didn’t listen.” Matt slowly stood up again. Danny reached over and grabbed his balls and encased dick, pulling roughly. “Like I told him earlier, this is my prick. It only gets used when I say it gets used.” He released Matt and grabbed Jenny between her legs. “This is my pussy. It only gets used, or even touched, when I say so. It might be located between your legs but it’s mine!” He released her only to roughly grab her right breast. “These are my tits! Not yours, mine! Do you understand me?”

“Yes sir,” she whispered, crying.

“I don’t think you do. Just to make it crystal clear, boy-toy will be punished for your mistake.”

“Please, no. He didn’t do anything.”

“Maybe you’ll think about that the next time you decide to disobey me.”

“Please…” she begged, reaching for him.

He hit her again, knocking her to floor.

“Stay there. Don’t you dare move.”

He glowered at her for several seconds before turning to Matt.

“You, get against the wall.”

Matt slowly backed up until his bare back was against the wall. Danny then pulled down two chains from the ceiling and fastened them to the rings now embedded in Matt’s nipples. He slowly raised the chains until Matt was standing on his toes, his nipples stretched out in front of him, his face clenched in pain. Danny then pulled the chains to a ring embedded in the wall and fastened them in it with a lock. He turned back to Jenny with a hateful look on his face.

“He’ll stay there until after tonight’s party. Then I’ll think about letting him down.”

He turned and stalked over to Angie. He unfastened her lead chain from the wall and jerked on it. She followed him silently from the room. He led her to the living room upstairs where Xi stood waiting. He released the lead chain from her collar and motioned her forward.

“Sit down on that chair over there.”

She moved to sit in the chair he had indicated and Xi moved behind her.

“Xi is going to do your hair for the party tonight,” he told her.

He sat down on the couch and watched as Xi combed her hair and used a curling wand on it. She carefully curled and twirled it then pinned it up around Angie’s head. After several minutes, she announced that she was finished and Danny approached to examine the results. He walked around the still-seated Angie, staring at her.

“Beautiful, Xi.”

“Thank you, sir.”

He looked into Angie’s face as he put his index finger under her chin and tilted her head up.

“The boys are gonna love you, slut.”

He put the leash back on her collar and gave it a tug.

“Let’s go.”

He led her through the dining room where she could hear loud music. The thumping base seemed to compete with her racing heart. Her palms were sweating and her whole body shook as she followed him into a large, dark room filled with music and swaying bodies. Men were everywhere. There were only two other women, both naked and chained like her. He led her over to a short stage area where speakers and a microphone were set up. He stepped up onto the stage and pulled her up as well. Then he lifted the mic from the stand and spoke into it.

“Good evening, everyone. Welcome to my little party! I hope you all enjoy yourselves this evening.” He paused for the raucous laughter and shouts. “Thanks to Jimmy and Kade for bringing your slaves to share with us. They’re both lovely.” He paused again for the loud cheering. “I’d like to introduce one of my newest acquisitions. This is Slave Angie. She needs a lot of training so I’m hoping Slave Marcie and Slave Joy will teach her what it means to be a slave. I’m sure all you boys will help her learn too.”

He stepped off the stage to a loud roar, pulling her behind him. The hands groping her as she tried to follow him slowed her progress. He tugged on her leash and forced her to keep walking regardless of the hands that kept grabbing at her. He led her to a back wall where he hooked her lead chain to a hook high in the wall. Then he shoved her back as he grabbed her tits in his hands, pinching and twisting her nipples.

“You better make me proud, slut.”

He pushed himself away from her and stalked through the crowd, leaving her alone, chained to the wall. The men gathered around her and immediately started groping her. One big man shoved his way through the crowd pulling one of the naked women behind him. Angie noticed the other woman also wore a collar and was pulled along by a leash.

“Make way! Make way!”

“Hey!” someone yelled. “How come you get her first?”

“He said the slaves got to train her. I brought a slave, so we get to train her.”

The other men made a path for him as he approached her. He reached out and pinched her nipple. She tried to pull away from him.

“You do need trainin’, slut,” he said as he reached up and pulled her leash from the hook. He put her leash in the same hand that he held the other leash in and led both women away.

Angie looked frantically around the room for Danny hoping he would stop this strange man from taking her with him. She finally spotted him standing several feet away watching them, a smile on his face. God, what’s he doing? she wondered desperately. The other man led her to a large bedroom with a kingsize bed in the middle of the room. There were also various implements placed strategically around the room. He closed the door as they entered and dropped the other woman’s leash. He turned to face Angie as the other woman fell to her knees.

“This is Slave Joy,” he said. “I’m Kade but you can call me Master. Now, on your knees, slut!”

When she didn’t respond he slapped her hard across the face then backhanded her from the other side.

“On your knees, slut!”

She looked over at the other woman and fell to her knees trying to imitate the other woman.

“That’s better.” He silently stalked around her stopping when he was again in front of her. “Whenever you are in the presence of a master you are always on your knees. Your eyes are always down unless otherwise instructed. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Master,” she whispered.

He cuffed her on the side of the head.

“I can’t hear you.”

“Yes, Master,” she repeated, louder.

“You do whatever I tell you the minute I tell you to do it. Don’t ever question me or hesitate. Got it?”

“Yes, Master.”

“We’ll see,” he commented softly. “Joy.”

“Yes, Master?”

“I need relief.”

“Yes, Master.”

The other woman immediately moved to kneel in front of Kade and unzipped his pants. She pulled his erect dick from his pants and started to suck him off.

“That, Slave Angie, is how a properly trained slave acts. That is how you will act by the end of this night.”

“Yes, Master.” Angie watched in fascinated horror as the other woman sucked Kade and swallowed his cum.

She carefully tucked him back inside his pants and zipped him up when he was finished.

“Thank you, Master,” Joy said as she zipped up Kade’s pants.

“Good girl, Joy.”

She smiled brightly as she sat back on her heels.

“Slave Angie,” Kade stared hard at Angie. “Suck Joy’s left tit.”

Angie slowly turned to the other woman and started to move forward. Kade swatted her in the back of the head, knocking her forward into the other woman.

“Do it!”

Angie righted herself and slowly pressed her lips against Joy’s breast. She listlessly moved her mouth over the other woman’s tit. Joy sat motionless while Angie slid her lips around the woman’s boob. Kade grabbed a handful of Angie’s hair and jerked her head back.

“I told you to suck. Do you not understand that meaning of that word?”

“No, Master,” Angie replied softly through trembling lips.

“No, you don’t understand what it means? Or no, you’re just not cooperating?”

She didn’t know how to answer him so she simply started crying. He threw her to the floor and towered over her.

“You are one stupid slut.”

He stripped off his clothes and grabbed her by her wrists, pulling her to her knees. He got down on one knee next to her and leaned in so he was mere inches from her face.

“Have you ever sucked cock before?” he asked softly.

“Y-yes.”

“Suck her tit like you suck cock.”

He shoved her face into Joy’s breast. Angie again slid her mouth around Joy’s tit. This time she nervously stated to suck. Joy slowly started to respond and wiggle, drawing a smile from Kade.

“Good. Now, use your fingers and work her pussy.”

Angie obediently followed his orders. Joy threw her head back and enjoyed the ministrations. Kade moved to kneel behind Angie and slipped his arms around her. He put one hand on her tits and started to pinch and twist her nipples as his other hand played in her pussy. Suddenly, he grabbed a fistful of Angie’s hair, pulled her head back and shoved her it down into Joy’s pussy.

“Eat her!” he demanded as he stabbed his prick into Angie’s pussy.

She complied quickly driving Joy into climax. Kade soon followed her then slumped against Angie’s bent back once he shot his load into her. His member slowly shrank and slid from her. He got to his feet and pulled her up by her hair.

“You’re not a bad fuck, slut.” He reached down and caught the chain leads in his hand. “Time to give the other guys a chance.”

He led her from the room, Joy following behind them.

“Hey, fellas. Here ya go. She’s all yours!” he announced as they left the bedroom and he shoved Angie into the large room where everyone else still partied. “She’s a decent fuck but she definitely needs training.”

The other men in the room rushed at them. Kade dropped Angie’s lead chain to the floor and shoved his way through the crowd. He pulled Joy after him and hooked her chain to the wall where Danny had left Angie earlier. Without a word to her, he turned and went in search of Danny.

“How she’d do?” Danny asked him.

“She’s not bad. You’re right, though. She definitely needs training.”

“This little party should help with that.”

“The guys will teach her to respect men by the end of the night,” Kade agreed.

“Come with me. I want to show you my favorite pet.”

“How many do have?”

“Four,” Danny replied. “I managed to get three bitches and a boy-toy to play with.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah. I wasn’t exactly expecting Matt though so I’m not really sure what the fuck to do with him. He’s hot for one of my girls so I’ve been torturing him with her for now.”

“You cage his prick yet?”

“You kidding? Of course. I’m not letting him run wild in my little harem. I also branded him and made the bitch he’s hot for look after him.”

They both laughed as they approached the door to the dungeon.

“That’s rich,” Kade commented.

Danny opened the door and they stepped inside. Jenny jerked away from the chains fastened hooked to the wall which were fastened to Matt’s nipples, looking guilty. She turned and leaned against the wall, dropping her eyes to the floor. Matt’s head hung limply against his chest, his arms drooped by his sides. Danny and Kade ignored them and went straight to Carrie. She sat in a corner of the room staring at the floor.

“Carrie, stand up and let Master Kade look at you,” Danny commanded.

Carrie immediately got to her feet and slowly turned completely around letting the men survey her naked body.

“Very nice,” Kade commented appreciatively.

“I especially like the way her pert little tits bounce when I fuck I her.”

Kade nodded.

“Yeah, that would be a great turn on.” He nodded towards Carrie but addressed Danny. “Do you mind?”

“No, have a good feel.”

Kade stepped up next to Carrie and let his hands roam slowly over her small body. He pinched, pulled and twisted her tits then slid his hands down to fondle her crotch, his fingers sliding in her pussy.

“God, she’s tight.”

“She was a virgin,” Danny informed him.

Kade looked back at him with wide eyes.

“No way.”

“Yep. I got to break her hymen.”

“Shit. You know how long it’s been since I’ve had a virgin?”

“If I come across another one I’ll let you know,” Danny promised. “In the mean time, could I get you to give me a hand with something?”

“Sure. What do you need?”

“Help me move the bender to the other side of the room?”

“Sure.”

“Thanks. You can help meet out a little punishment too if you want.”

“Sounds like fun,” Kade replied with a smile.

The two men lifted a heavy cuved table from one corner of the room and carried it to the side where Jenny had originally been chained. The table was curved up like a semi-circle with the arch over the top. Once it was in place Danny went to the wall where Matt and Jenny’s lead chains were hooked. He released Jenny’s chain and tugged her forward.

“Since you can’t seem to listen bitch, I’m just going to have to punish both of you.”

He led her to the table they had just put in place and hooked her chain to the wall.

“Kade, this is Slave Jenny. She was supposed to put ointment on Slave Matt’s new brand and if his new piercings needed attention take care of them as well. I caught her sleeping on top of him instead.”

“Tsk, tsk, tsk,” was Kade’s only comment as he shook his head.

“I told her to behave herself and I’d only punish Slave Matt. I think I went pretty easy on boy-toy.” They both glanced at Matt. “But since she was obviously trying to release him from his punishment I think she also needs punished.”

“I would agree, Danny,” Kade replied.

The two men grabbed a struggling Jenny and strapped her to the arched table. Her arms were strapped down above her head while her legs were spread open and strapped down. Matt then retrieved two vibrating dildos from his stash of electronic toys and fastened them to a belt. He then turned back to Jenny, inserted them into her asshole and pussy and fastened the belt into place around her hips. He turned around and pulled vibrating nipple clamps from another drawer and clipped them onto her tits. He then stepped back and admired his handiwork. He glanced at Kade.

“What do think?”

“I think you should turn them all on high and leave the bitch hooked up all night.”

“Sounds good to me,” Danny replied, turning the devices on and making sure they were on high.

Jenny squirmed and cried out, drawing Matt’s attention. Danny quickly moved to tie Matt’s hands behind his back and pulled them back with the rope, attaching it to a ring in the wall, pulling Matt at an awkward angle. He then shoved a penis gag into Matt’s mouth and fastened it behind Matt’s head. He patted Matt’s cheek then stepped back and surveyed his handiwork.

“That should do for now,” he quipped.

He motioned to Kade and they both headed back upstairs to rejoin the party.

“What the hell –” Nick tried to take a step toward the retreating figure but stumbled to his knees. “Oh, God, no,” he moaned.

He watched helplessly as his assailant hurried back to close and lock the door. Then the figured turned and moved back toward him.

“What the hell did you just give me?” he demanded.

The small figure bent over him and slid a blindfold in place over his eyes before he collapsed to the floor. He tried to reach out and grab her but his hands wouldn’t obey. His limbs felt like lead and he felt a tremendous need to sleep.

“Christ,” he whispered. “Look, I don’t do drugs. What the hell did you just give me?”

He felt his arms being pulled behind him and something soft binding them together.

“At least tell me who you are.”

Sounds like furniture being drug around the carpeted floor floated to his ears. He started to feel panicked as he remembered his last encounter with someone from this little group. What the hell was this one up to? he wondered. Had she brought her own torture devices with her? Was that what was on the cart she had brought in instead of the food he’d ordered?

“What are you doing?”

The fact that she refused to speak to him unnerved him more than anything else she was doing. If he couldn’t get her to communicate… He felt her hands at his waist, undoing his belt. She unfastened his pants then pulled his shirt out from where he’d tucked it in. Slowly, she unbuttoned the buttons down the front of his shirt and pushed it open, her hands sliding gently over his bare chest. Her movement stopped when she felt the welts that still ran across his right side. He felt her lean close as her fingers gently traced the longest welt running from his armpit to his hip.

“Bitch!” she whispered vehemently. “She promised!”

He was surprised when he felt her lips on his, a gentle pressure, more loving than demanding. Her hands softly caressed his face as she kissed him. When she finally pulled away from his lips her hands stayed on his face and she still leaned close.

“I’m sorry, Nick. She wasn’t supposed to hurt you,” she whispered softly then pulled away from him.

“Who are you?” he asked in a hushed voice.

“You can call me Lady Tara,” she replied in a whisper as she removed his shoes and socks.

She slowly crawled up his legs and grabbed his open pants, pulling them down over his hips. Slowly, she worked his pants and briefs down his legs until she pulled them completely off of him. She tossed them away and moved to kneel next to his chest. She put her hands under his shoulders and lifted.

“Sit up,” she whispered.

“Sorry, but my muscles just don’t seem to be working very well.”

She managed to lift him into a sitting position and slid behind him so that he was reclining against her.

“You should be recovering control,” she whispered in his ear. “I didn’t give you very much.”

“What did you give me?”

“Something to make you compliant without hurting you – or me,” she replied in a whisper.

“Can’t you talk above a whisper?” he finally asked, annoyed at her.

“No. At least not yet.”

“Why?”

“Can you move your legs now?” she asked, ignoring his question.

He tried and found he could move a little but his limbs felt sluggish.

“Yeah,” he finally said.

“Good. There’s a chair directly behind us. I need you to get on it.”

“Why?”

“Don’t be difficult, Nick.”

“Why should I cooperate with you?” he asked stubbornly.

She reached around his broad chest and grasped his left nipple between her forefinger and thumb and squeezed.

“Ow! Shit!” he growled as he struggled to pull away from her.

“Get on the chair,” she whispered harshly.

“Alright,” he panted when she released her hold on his nipple.

She helped him to his feet and then helped him maneuver onto the chair. He was still weak from the drug she had given him and the task of moving onto the chair had caused him to break a sweat. He was breathing heavily when he slumped onto the chair. She straddled him and sat on his lap, letting her hands wandered over his chest.

“Just rest a minute,” she whispered.

“What the hell did you give me?”

“Don’t worry, Nick. It isn’t addictive and it’ll be completely out of you system in a few more minutes.” She leaned forward and kissed him again. “Would you like something to drink?”

“Water would be good,” he admitted as he nodded.

“Don’t try to move or you might hurt yourself,” she warned in a sharp whisper. Then she was gone.

Nick let his head fall back as he tried to relax and control his breathing. His head jerked forward when he felt her touch his leg. She sat on his lap again as she slipped a hand behind his head.

“Here you go,” she whispered.

He felt a glass touch his lips and he opened his mouth. She carefully tilted the glass forward and spilled a tiny bit of the cool liquid into his mouth. He swallowed and she gave him more. When he made a noise she pulled the glass away.

“Okay?” she asked.

“Yeah. Thanks.”

He felt her move and wondered where she was. Just as suddenly as she had disappeared he felt her hands on his bare legs. She slipped something soft around his right ankle and then he felt the same thing go around his left ankle. He heard a clink and felt his left foot pulled against the leg of the chair. Another clink and his right foot was pulled against the other leg of the chair. Then he felt her hands on his arms, releasing his bonds.

“What are you doing?” he asked nervously.

When his arms were free she pulled his shirt back over his shoulders and down his arms. When the garment was gone he tried to turn on the chair but her hands were on his wrists almost instantly.

“Don’t fight me, Nick. Please?”

He didn’t move for an instant then finally asked quietly, “Is this it? Is it over after this?”

“Yes. I’m you’re last.”

He resisted for another moment then relented and put his back against the chair, letting his arms fall to his sides.

“Fine. Just get it over with then.”

“I’m sorry, Nick,” she whispered.

He felt her grasp his wrists and pull his arms behind the chair. Then he thought he heard a soft sob and his arms fell free, hanging limply by his sides again. He listened attentively, trying to discern where she was and what she might be doing. He couldn’t hear any movement or sound.

“Hello?” he finally said softly, nervously, thinking she may have fled.

He heard a soft giggle then felt her hand on his head.

“I’m still here,” she whispered. Her hands were laid lightly on his bare shoulders. They softly caressed his neck and shoulders, sometimes sliding down his chest or into his hair. “You have no idea how long I’ve wanted this and now…now I don’t know if I can go through with it.”

“What?” He was confused. How long had they been watching him anyway?

He heard and felt her moving.

“How long,” he paused to swallow hard, he wasn’t sure he really wanted to know the answer to this question. “How long have you and your friends been watching me anyway?”

His only answer was her long, slender fingers gently caressing his prick.

“I guess you decided you could go through with it after all.”

She sat across his lap and pressed her lips against his in one move, her hand never leaving his cock. Her free hand curled around the back of his head as she crushed his lips with her demanding pressure. His lips slid open and her tongue snaked into his mouth. Her right hand moved down to his chest and played along the expanse to his abdomen as her left hand continued to massage his prick and balls. Her lips never left his.

“Uhhh,” he moaned into her mouth when she squeezed his balls then pulled gently as she worked her hand up his stiffening rod.

She finally broke their kiss and pulled his head to her chest, pressing his face into her tits. Her hand ran through his hair as she moaned his name. The sound of her voice slowly broke through the haze in his brain and he realized there was something familiar about her voice.

“I’m sorry, Nick. This is all my fault.”

“What? What’s your fault?” he whispered, nuzzling her tits before returning to sucking them.

“This, everything. Everything they’ve done to you. When all this came up I nominated you. I gave them your picture, your name, everything.” She sobbed as she held him to her. “I’m sorry.”

He tried to pull back, pull away from her, but she clung to him. When he managed to pull away and hold her out from him she dropped her head down to rest against his chest.

“Why?” he asked softly. Then suddenly a thought struck him. “Do I know you?”

“Yes, Nick, you know me.”

She released her hold on his semi-erect dick and slid both hands up his face, pushing the blindfold up as she went. His eyes were closed when she first removed the blindfold. She held her breath as she waited for him to open those lovely green eyes she was so afraid would be filled with hate. His eyelids slowly raised and he stared into her brown eyes. The room was silent except for their labored breathing.

“Tarin?” he whispered.

“I’m sorry.” Her whisper was so soft he almost didn’t hear her even though she sat on his lap.

“Why?”

Her left hand lay limply on her leg between them, her right hand softly caressed his cheek.

“Because I’ve wanted you ever since I can remember but you never seemed to even notice I was in the room. I was out of ideas for getting your attention. I knew – know – I’ll never really have you but I thought maybe, just for once at least…”

“Tarin, you had my attention. I just didn’t think you wanted it. I thought you and Josh…I didn’t want to…”

He watched as she shook her head, tears sliding down her face.

“Josh is like a brother to me. But you…I’m sorry, Nick. I didn’t mean for you to get hurt.”

When she started to move, to get off of his lap, he grabbed her arms and pulled her back. He pulled her close against his chest and held her tightly.

“Tarin, you have to finish what you started.”

“What?”

“You can’t just leave me like this.”

“What are you talking about?” she demanded, trying to pull away from him.

He let her pull far enough away for the two of them to look pointedly at his groin. His prick stood at attention, clearly showing his mood. Her eyes flew to his face.

“I need you, Tarin. I want you.”

She fell forward against his chest, pressing her lips against his. His hands lifted her up and placed her over his throbbing erection. She wriggled down until she was nestled tightly against him, burying his rod deep inside her. His hands slid up her body to squeeze and tease her tits. She gently bit his lower lip when he squeezed her nipples. They both lunged over the edge and screamed into orgasm together. He shot his hot load into her then she collapsed against him as he held her tight, they were both breathing hard.

When she had recovered she sat up and stared down at him. His green eyes took in her long, tawny hair and perfect white breasts. Her hands played in his dark hair as his hands found their way to her tits.

“I’m sorry for what happened, Nick. I love you and I would never intentionally hurt you.”

“God, Tarin,” he whispered hoarsely, pulling her to him. “I didn’t know I could love someone so much.”

            “She’s a great fuck, Danny. Thanks for the invite!”

            “Glad you’re enjoying yourself, Nels.”

            “So where have you two been? Having a private party of your own?” Nels asked with a wicked grin.

            “No, you didn’t miss anything,” Danny replied. “I was just showing Kade my favorite pet and he helped me with a little punishment for another slave.”

            “You’re holding out on us?!”

            “No –”

            “But you just said you have another slave,” Nels interrupted.

            “Actually, Nels, I have three more slaves.”

            “Three?!”

            “Yes, three.”

            “You wouldn’t happen to have any cut little boys running around somewhere would you?” Nels asked innocently.

            Kade and Danny exchanged a glance.

            “Actually, I do have a boy-toy and you might be interested in trying him out.” Danny caught Nels by the arm and led him into a nearby room. Kade followed closely.

            Danny flipped on a television monitor hanging in the wall and directed their attention to it.

            “His name is Matt. What do you think?”

            Nels gawked at the screen which was focused on Matt’s limp form. Danny focused in for a close-up of Matt’s face then slowly panned down his naked body. He could hear Nels’ breathing speed up as he stared at the screen.

            “So? What do you think?”

            “I think he’s beautiful,” Nels whispered. “Is he a good fuck?”

            “Don’t know. The ladies seem to appreciate him.”

            “You haven’t fucked his ass yet?” Nels asked in absolute shock.

            “Nope. As far as I know he has a virgin ass.”

            “Omigod!. How much is this going to cost me?” Nels cried as Kade started to laugh.

            “Well, how about ten thousand and I get to video it?” Danny replied.

            “That’s all?”

            “And I get to watch,” Kade interjected.

            “I want him now,” Nels demanded.

            “You got the money with you?”
            “Are you kidding? I always carry cash with me. I’ll go get it and be back in less than five minutes.”

            “You want me to bring him up or do you want to see the dungeon?”

            “Hell no, bring him upstairs.”

            “I’ll have him ready for you then.”

            The three men left the room. Nels went to get his money while Danny gave Kade directions to the room he would be bringing Matt to. Kade headed for the appropriate room while Danny went to get Matt.

            Nobody even glanced up when Danny entered the dungeon again that evening. He went straight to the chains the held Matt in such a strained position. He unlocked the chains and slowly let Matt back down so his feet were flat on the ground. Then he unfastened the chains from Matt’s nipples and untied the ropes from around Matt’s hands. He cuffed Matt’s hands behind his back and fastened a lead chain to his collar then silently led him from the dungeon.

            As they started up the stairs to the main house Matt’s curiosity got the better of him and forced him to ask questions.

            “Where are you taking me?”

            “You’ll find out soon enough, boy.”

            “Do I get to entertain at you little party too?”

            Danny spun around and slammed his fist into Matt’s unprotected and unsuspecting stomach. Matt doubled over and fell to his knees on the steps, all of the wind fled from his lungs. As he slowly recovered he silently climbed to his feet.

            “Don’t ever question me, slave.”

            Danny led him to a room where three airbeds were fastened to the floor inside what looked like large dog kennels. In the middle of the room a large table sat as the only piece of furniture. The table had several rings along the edges and in the middle where it would be convenient to hook cuffs and chains to hold someone down. Matt saw a large, squat man with blonde hair standing to one side of the table. It was the same man who’d been downstairs with Danny earlier, Matt realized. A tall, muscular black-haired man stood on the other side of the table. Danny led him to the nearest end of the table and stopped. The dark-haired man stared intently at Matt.

            “This is Master Kade,” Danny said indicating the squat blonde man. “And this is Master Nels. You will obey them as you obey me. If you do not, you will be punished. Do you understand?”

            “Yes, Master,” Matt replied softly, his voice belying his nervousness.

            “Master Nels is most anxious to meet you,” Danny continued as he passed Matt’s lead chain to Nels. “He has paid for your services.”

            Matt’s eyes flashed to Danny before quickly dropping to the floor again. He swallowed hard but stayed silent and did not move. Nels slowly wrapped the lead chain around his hand as he stepped ever closer to Matt. When he stood within a few inches of the other man he reached out and ran his hand up Matt’s restrained arm, across his shoulder and down his well-muscled chest and stomach.

            “Aren’t you just the most beautiful thing ever,” Nels purred. “So easy on the eyes, so nice to touch.”

            He turned his head to look back at Danny as his hand slid down to Matt’s trapped dick.

            “Is this really necessary, Danny?”

            “I suppose I can take it off for now if you’d like.”

            “Yes,” Nels replied as he turned back to Matt. “I’d like.”

            Danny pulled a key from his pocket as he stepped toward Matt and Nels. He quickly unlocked and removed the chastity belt from Matt then stepped back out of the way. He again lifted the video camera and aimed it at the pair next to the table. Matt flinched as Nels wrapped his hand around Matt’s now-free prick.

            “That’s much better.”

            Nels started to work on Matt’s meat, rubbing and massaging his cock and balls as he lowered his head to nibble on Matt’s neck. Matt swallowed hard and closed his eyes, not sure what to do. Nels reached up and removed the lead chain from Matt’s collar and tossed it away, freeing both his hands to roam over Matt’s body. Nels slowly stalked around Matt going completely around him in a circle, his hands roaming all over Matt as he went. Once he was back in front of Matt he pulled Matt’s head forward and planted his lips against Matt’s. He forced Matt’s lips open and stuck his tongue inside Matt’s mouth, groaning loudly. He slowly pulled away and moved down to kiss and suck at Matt’s tormented nipples, making his way around Matt’s body to his back.

            He finally shoved Matt forward so he was bent over the table. Kade reached forward and attached Matt’s collar to a ring in the table, effectively locking him into place. Nels took the opportunity to drop his pants.  Matt could feel Nels’ hands running up and down his back. Then, suddenly, the other man’s hands were on Matt’s ass, pulling his butt cheeks apart.

            “No!” he cried out as Nels inserted a finger into his ass.

            “He’s so fucking tight,” Nels commented. He glanced over at Danny. “You weren’t kidding. He is a virgin ass.”

            “You want some lube?”

            “Probably should. Otherwise I’ll tear him up.”

            “Kade, in that top drawer over there against the wall.” Danny motioned with his hand, not wanting to stop the video camera.

            Kade turned and retrieved the lubricant, handing it to Nels.

            “Thanks.”

            He spread a generous amount on his now erect prick. Then he squeezed another generous amount onto Matt’s exposed butt and shoved the tube into Matt’s asshole and squeezed.

            “No! Don’t!” Matt wriggled and tried to pull away but Kade held him down and his collar, fastened to the table, also helped prevent him from being too mobile.

            Satisfied, Nels lined up his prick and started to push inside Matt’s asshole, drawing terrified screams from the young man being assaulted.

            “Calm down, boy, and it’ll be easier on you,” Kade finally growled at him.

            “Jesus, don’t do this! God, stop! Stop it!” Matt’s bound hands curled into fists behind his back as Nels forced his way into Matt’s butt.

            When he was finally all the way in, Nels stopped to rest for a minute while Matt lay against the table in shocked, pain-filled silence.

            “God, he’s sooo fucking tight,” Nels moaned. “He’s wonderful. I think I’m in love.”

            Nels slowly started to move in and out, butt-fucking the bound man under him. He quickly increased his speed and suddenly jerked when he spurted his load inside Matt’s intestines, screaming his joy.

            “Oh, Christ! He’s great!” Nels collapsed on top of Matt and rested, waiting for his prick to relax and his breathing to slow.

            He finally raised up off of the bound man and pulled his pants back on. He turned to Danny with a gleam in his eyes.

            “If you ever – ever – want to sell him, you fucking call me.”

            Danny smiled as he lowered the video camera.

            “I will keep that in mind, Nels. I’m glad you enjoyed it.”

            Nels and Kade went back to the party as Danny laid the video camera aside and approached Matt’s still form. He slapped his hand down on Matt’s bare ass but grew concerned when he received no response. He quickly unfastened Matt’s collar from the table and was surprised when Matt charged him. Matt rammed his head into Danny’s stomach, knocking him to the floor.

            “You fucking bastard! You sick, mother-fucking bastard!”

            Matt charged Danny again when he tried to climb to his feet. Danny was again knocked off balance and fell to the floor. Matt was still screaming at him when Xi slapped the tazer against his bare ass. He jerked and fell to the floor, stunned silent. Danny stood up and walked over to Matt. He stared down malevolently at the other man. Then he slowly drew back his foot and swung it, kicking Matt hard in the abdomen.

            “If you ever attack me again, I will fucking kill you.”

            Danny quickly fastened the CB3000 back onto Matt then lifted the limp man over his shoulder and carried him to the dungeon below. He strapped Matt’s ankles into restraints fastened into the wall so that Matt was facing the wall. Then he lifted a still-limp Matt and cuffed his arms above his head so that Matt was bound against the wall spread-eagle, facing the wall.

            “I’ll give you your punishment after the party. Just so you can be thinking about it, you’ll be getting fifty lashes.” Danny spoke in a very calm, quiet voice as he hung a cat-o-nine tails from a ring directly in Matt’s line of sight.

            Danny returned to the party upstairs and watched as his guests used Angie repeatedly. His groin ached as he thought about Carrie, locked away downstairs. He wanted her in his bed now but knew he would have to wait until after his guests had left. He moved around the room, slowly mingling with the other men. They all had mostly good comments about what a great fuck Angie was. He turned to gaze at her and noticed she no longer resisted their advances. He slowly nodded his head. Good, he thought, she’s finally breaking. Two down, two to go. He would finish Matt tomorrow with the whip. Then he’d have to find a way to break Jenny. He was determined to make them all his.

            The party was finally winding down as the men slowly left in small groups. Kade, Jimmy and Nels were the last to leave.

            “Thanks for a great time, Danny,” Jimmy said as he pulled his slave behind him. He grinned as he added, “If you need anymore help with your little slut just call me.”

            “Sure will,” Danny replied, slapping Jimmy on the back of his shoulder.

            “Call me sometime,” Kade said softly. “We’ll go up to the cabin.”

            “I may do that.” Danny shook Kade’s outstretched hand then released it as his friend left the house.

            “I was serious earlier, Danny.” Nels stared into Danny’s face. “If you ever decide to get rid of Matt I want first offer on him.”

            “I’ll remember, Nels.”

            Danny closed the door behind the last of his guests and turned to his silent house. Finally, he thought as he headed back to party room to retrieve Angie. He grabbed her lead chain and tugged her behind him. He ignored the fact that she was covered in cum and led her back to the dungeon. He silently chained her to the wall and headed straight for Carrie. He unhooked her lead chain from the wall and tugged lightly on it.

            “Come with me, pet. It’s time for our own private party.”

            She silently followed him from the room. He led her up the stairs to a large bedroom. There was a giant California king size four poster bed in the middle of the room with mirrors all around the room and over the bed. To one side of the bed stood an old fashioned stock which had been updated with padding, on the other side of the bed was an odd shaped item that looked like a chair with the seat cut out. It looked like the chair could be adjusted to recline back. There were various chains hanging around the room as well as all kinds of whips and paddles. Carrie began to shiver when she saw the dark implements of pain.

            “Don’t worry, pet, I won’t hurt you. At least not too much,” Danny crooned as he slid his hands up her arms. “As long as you obey me I won’t have to use most of what you see here.”

            He turned her to face him and released the lead chain from her collar then firmly planted his lips against hers. He forced her mouth open and slid his tongue inside her mouth. When he got no response from her he pulled away and slapped her.

            “I expect you to respond to me,” he snarled at her then pulled her close again.

            When he again kissed her and forced his tongue into her mouth she tentatively pushed her tongue against his. He moaned softly and let his hands roam over her. He finally pulled back enough to let his hands slide over her shoulders, pushing the straps of her negligee down her arms, his eyes hungrily devouring her bare shoulders. He slowly slid the gown down her body, revealing her breasts. His hands immediately covered her tits and started to work on her nipples as he leaned down to nibble on her ear and neck. His hands slid down her body pushing the garment down until it finally pooled around her ankles, leaving her standing naked in front of him. He stepped back away from her and admired the view.

            “You are one gorgeous bitch, pet.” He held up his right hand and waggled his finger at her. “Come here.”

            She stepped toward him. He slowly backed away from her and she followed him as he moved around to the side of the bed. He pulled the blankets back and sat down then reached for her hands, pulling her down next to him. He lifted her hands over her head and pushed her back onto the bed.

            “Stay.”

            He stood and leaned over her, running his hands over her body. Suddenly, he lifted her and shifted her position so she was lying lengthways on the bed. He fastened a pair of cuffs around her wrists so she was snuggly pinned to the head of the bed. Then he got to his feet and retrieved a soft flogger from one of the walls and returned to the bed. Her eyes grew large when she saw what he had in his hands. He slowly stroked the flogger up and down over her body, causing her to wiggle across the bed.

            “You aren’t listening,” he said softly. “I told you to stay. Now I’ll have to restrain you and punish you.”

            He grabbed her right ankle and quickly fastened it to a cuff that was chained to the corner post of the bed. He stepped around the foot of the bed and grabbed her left foot, cuffing it to the other post. She now lay trapped with her legs spread open to him. He moved back to the side of the bed and picked up the flogger again. He slowly ran it up and down her body again, teasing her. Suddenly, he flicked it hard against her abdomen causing it to crack against her skin. She screamed out a second later.

            “Don’t ever disobey me, pet.”

            He struck her repeatedly with the flogger, never striking her harder or softer than the first blow. After fifteen strikes he laid it aside and stripped off his clothes to reveal his hardon. He climbed onto the bed between her trapped legs and lay down on top of her. Gently, he stroked her face then slowly let his hands wander down to play with her tits.

            “I’ve been waiting all evening to have you, pet,” he said softly as he jammed his hard cock into her.

            “Ooowww! Pleeeaaaasssse, dooonnn’t,” she whined.

            “Please don’t what?” he asked. His words matched his strokes into her.

            “Please don’t, Master. It hurts.”

            “I don’t care, pet. I want you.” He continued to pump her as her tears slid from her eyes and her head rolled from side to side.

            The pace of his strokes quickened and he suddenly jerked as he spewed his cum inside her. He pumped everything he had into her before finally falling against her to rest. When he had caught his breath he raised himself up on his elbows to stare down at her.

            “You’re my favorite, pet. You’ll be spending a lot of time in this bed so get used to it.”

            “But…,” her eyes were wide as she stared up at him.

            “But what, pet? Don’t you like it when I fuck you?”

            “I don’t want to get pregnant,” she answered hesitantly.

            “You won’t,” he replied. “Xi puts birth control in your food every morning. While you may skip other meals occasionally, you will never miss breakfast.”

            He laughed when relief flooded her eyes.

            “I want you for sex, pet. I don’t want you fat with child.”

            He got up from the bed and put the flogger away. He came back to the bed with a vibrator and belt. He fastened the vibrator into the belt then slipped the belt around her hips. He carefully pushed the vibrator into her vagina and fastened the belt in place. He turned the vibrator on then moved to the foot of the bed. He released her feet from the cuffs and returned to his previous position next to her on the bed. He turned her over onto her stomach and placed a large pillow under her abdomen, lifting her ass high into the air. His hands roamed over her butt cheeks before he finally stood and moved back to the foot of the bed and re-cuffed her feet. He pulled a tube of lubricant from a drawer in a table next to the bed then climbed back onto the bed between her legs. He sat on his haunches as he rubbed the lubricant over her asshole and pressed some into her butthole. He then rubbed some over his erect penis and laid the tube aside. Leaning forward, he lined his prick up with her asshole and pushed, drawing a terrified scream from her.

            “Relax, pet, and this will be easier and less painful for you.”

            She tried to follow his instructions but she was terrified. Her body remained tense as he drove his dick further into her ass. She screamed and pleaded with him to stop but he ignored her and continued to push. Once he pushed past her sphincter he stopped to rest. She thought for a moment it was over but then he started to push again. Finally, he was completely encased in her asshole. He stopped and rested again, enjoying the tightness surrounding his meat.

            “God, pet, you’re so fucking tight it feels great. I love fucking your ass.”

            His hands slid up her body to grasp her tits. He pinched and twisted her nipples as he started to move in and out of her rear. She squirmed and screamed as he worked in and out of her but he ignored her cries, enjoying the feel of her. He used her tits as handles to leverage himself in and out of her hole. When his speed picked up he moved his hands to her hips and rammed himself in and out her unmercifully. The tightness and excitement finally overcame him and he could hold out no longer, shooting his load deep into her intestines. When he had finally emptied his load he slumped against her back and grabbed her tits in his hands, breathing heavily from his exertions.

            Finally rested, he got up from the bed and put the lubricant back in the drawer. He repositioned her so she was lying on her back again. He then put another vibrator on the belt fastened around her hips, inserting it into her anus. He turned both vibrators on high. The he laid down next to her and let his hands roam over her body.

            “Okay, pet, your turn. Cum for me, baby.”

            He used his left hand to work her tits, pinching and twisting her nipples while his right hand played in her pussy, pinching and abusing her clit.

            “Nooo, pleeeaaaasssseeee.”

            “Cum for me, pet,” he whispered in her ear.

            His ministrations soon won out over her will and she was quickly caught up in the throes of her climax.

            “Nooo….aaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhh!”

            “Yes, pet! Cum for me!” he screamed with her.

            He pulled his hands away and turned the speed of the vibrators down but she was still shaking. His hands gently ran over her body as he snuggled close to her.

            “I love the way you cum, pet.”

            He rose up on his elbow and leaned over to suck gently on her nipple before climbing from the bed again. He moved across the room and turned out the light then rejoined her in the bed. Snuggling close, he laid his head on her shoulder and nibbled on her nipples.

            “Good night, pet.”

            Carrie awoke to light streaming through a window into her face. She was surprised that she had even slept. All she remembered of the previous night was his constant need for sex. She was so sore between her legs she doubted if she would be able to walk this morning. She slowly realized that she couldn’t feel his hands anywhere on her so she turned her head and peeped through half-opened eyes to discover she was alone in the large bed.

            “Time to get up, pet.”

            She cringed when she heard his voice. She finally opened her eyes to see him standing over her, dressed only in a bathrobe, staring down at her. He had already released her ankles from the cuffs at the foot of the bed so he reached down and released her wrists. He slowly pulled her arms down over her head to her chest, drawing a pain-filled moan from her.

            “We’ll work out the stiffness in the bath, pet,” he said softly.

            He lifted her in his arms and carried her into the bathroom. She discovered the large bathtub had already been filled with water and, to her delight, bubbles. She turned her head to look up at him, her eyes full of questions and wonder. He smiled down at her.

            “You performed well last night, pet. This is your reward.”

            He gently set her in the tub. The water was hot but not scalding and the scent of the bubble bath was gentle but sexy. He stood up and removed his robe then climbed into the tub with her, sitting behind her. He lifted a large sponge from a holder on the wall and began to sponge her back. As much as she hated the idea of his hands on her she began to relax and enjoy the bath.

            “Feel good?” he asked softly.

            “Mmmm,” was her first answer. Then she suddenly stiffened and tried again. “Yes, Master.”

            He chuckled softly behind her. He slipped his hands around to sponge her front, gently working the sore muscles of her arms.

            “You did well last night, pet. I enjoyed our time together.”

            He nudged her forward then pulled her shoulders back so her torso reclined against his chest. His hands slid down to work the sponge against the tender mound between her legs. When she flinched, he kissed her neck.

            “You’ll get used to me between your legs. The soreness won’t last long.”

            He continued to rub the sponge between her legs and across her thighs as he nibbled on her neck.

            “Have you given yourself to me, pet?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you do whatever I tell you to do?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Jenny with a dildo so Matt can watch?”

            She swallowed hard before answering.

            “If that’s what you want, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Matt so Jenny can watch?”

            “Yes, Master. If that’s what you want me to do.”

            He chuckled low in his throat as his left hand slid up to tweak her left nipple.

            “Good girl.” He kissed her neck again then pushed her forward, away from him and climbed from the tub. “Would you like to soak for awhile, pet?”

            “Please, Master?”

            He smiled down at her as he toweled himself off.

            “You have two hours. I expect you to be downstairs for breakfast after that.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            “I’ll leave something on the bed for you to wear.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            He turned and left the room, smiling to himself, knowing she was totally his. He placed a gauzy blue see-through blouse and tiny denim min skirt on the bed then quickly made his way down to the dungeon and unhooked Angie’s lead chain from the wall. Without a word he pulled her forward out of the room. She followed him silently up the stairs. He led her to the same bathroom she had showered in before and unhooked her lead chain from her collar.

            “You have thirty minutes to make yourself presentable,” he said to her before he turned and left the room.

            She used the toilet and quickly climbed into the shower. She scrubbed at the dry cum covering her body and matted in her hair. When she was finally clean she stepped from the shower and toweled herself off. The door swung open and Danny stepped inside.

            “You look much better, slut.”

            “Thank you, Master,” she replied softly.

            He took the towel from her hands and quickly dried her hair then hung the towel on a nearby rack.

            “Come, your breakfast is ready.”

            He led her to the dining room where Xi waited next to the table.

            “Sit.” She sat down and waited. “You have thirty minutes to eat. I’ll be back in a little while to check on you. Xi will watch you to make sure you behave yourself. Obey her as you would me.”

            “Yes, Master.”

            He turned and left the room, heading back to the dungeon. He turned off the vibrators inside Jenny then removed them from her cunt and ass. Then he released her ankles then her wrists. He then lifted her from the awkward position she had spent the night in and chained her wrists to the wall so she was standing against the wall facing forward. He then shoved the curved table back out of his way and turned to face her.

            “Are you ready to accept me as your master?”

            “Yes, sir,” she whispered through trembling lips.

            “Are you prepared to do whatever I tell you to without hesitation?”

            “Yes, sir.”

            He stared hard at her for several seconds, his hands on his hips.

            “We’ll see.”

            He walked over to the wall where Matt still stood chained and retrieved the whip. Then he stalked back to the middle of the room to give himself plenty of space. Without warning he arched the whip back and sent the lashes sailing forward to rip into Matt’s unprotected back. A second after the crack of the whip, the lashes ripped into Matt’s skin, a second after that Matt screamed. Danny turned to stare at Jenny.

            “Count, bitch. That was one.”

            Matt screamed himself silent through the first twenty. With the loss of his voice, it was hard to tell if the man was still conscious through the next fifteen. The only indication was the slight movement of his body every time the lashes crashed into his back. There was no response at all during the last fifteen. Danny began to wonder if maybe he had gone too far and decided to lighten his strokes. He had declared fifty strokes and he would not back down but he would not strike as hard. Jenny still counted but he could barely understand her words because she was crying so hard. When it was finally over he put the whip away and released her from her bonds, tugging her up the stairs behind him by her lead chain.

            “Please, Master…”

            “Please, what, bitch?” he growled at her. “What the hell do you want?”

            “Please don’t leave him like that.”

            “He will be tended to.”

            He tugged her into the bathroom and shoved her toward the tub.

            “You have thirty minutes to shower. I expect you to be finished when I come back.”

            He turned and left the room, slamming the door behind him. He sagged against the wall once he was out of the bathroom and had the door closed. He had never had someone pass out on him like that before. God, I hope I didn’t kill the bastard, he thought as he headed to dining room. Angie and Xi both looked up at him when he entered the room.

            “Xi, go downstairs and check on boy-toy. He’s received his punishment for the attack last night. Make sure he’s okay and do what you can for his wounds.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            She quickly left the room as Danny sat down next to Angie.

            “Are you enjoying your breakfast?”

            “Yes, Master. Thank you.”

            He reached out to run his right hand down her left tit stopping to squeeze and pinch her nipple. She continued to eat only pausing to sip her juice.

            “Angie.”

            “Yes, Master?”

            “Are you completely devoted to me?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you do whatever I tell you to without hesitation?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Jenny with a dildo so Matt can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck Carrie with a dildo so I can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you lick Jenny’s and Carrie’s cunts so Matt and I can watch?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            “Will you fuck me every day in every hole?”

            “Yes, Master.”

            He patted her tit.

            “Good girl. Finish your breakfast.”

            He got to his feet and paced the room glancing at his watch. After a half hour he returned to the bathroom and found Jenny blowing her hair dry. He reached out and took the blowdryer from her, switching it off and laying it on a shelf.

            “That’s good enough. Time for breakfast.”

            He led her to the dining room where she saw Angie sitting silently at the table.

            “Sit,” he ordered.

            She took a seat next to Angie.

            “Angie, fill her plate and feed her. Jenny, you’re not allowed to touch anything on the table.”

            “Yes, Master,” they answered in unison as Xi entered the room.

            Danny turned and stared at her, the question in his eyes obvious to her. She nodded and he stepped close to her.

            “How is he?” he whispered.

            “He’ll be okay. I lay him on the floor and put medicine on his back. He wake up a little so I give him some water and a pain pill. He sleeping right now.”

            “No damage?”

            “No, unless his mind is broken. I think just his spirit though.”

            “Good. I’ll see him later. Watch the girls while I check on my pet upstairs.”

            She gave him a nod as he turned and left the room. Angie carefully fed Jenny but Jenny’s appetite seemed to have deserted her. She kept thinking about Matt and the beating he had suffered through. She wondered if he was okay, how he had even managed to survive such a beating. Her eyes started to tear up at the thoughts of what she had witnessed. Finally, she decided she couldn’t eat anymore and held up her hand.

            “I can’t,” she whispered. “I’m not hungry.”

            “You better eat now,” Xi warned her. “You may not get anything else.”

            “I can’t,” she repeated.

            “Fine. You must go to your room then,” Xi declared.

            She hooked the lead chains to each woman’s collar and led them from the room. To their surprise they did not head back downstairs. Instead, she led them to a large room with three large cages. The cages had beds in them which were fastened down to the floor. Various odd looking pieces of furniture were spread around the room and one very large bed sat in the center of the room. The cages were lined up side by side along one wall with plenty of space on either side for more cages.

Xi led the two women to the cages and stopped in front of them. She typed in a code on an electronic keypad on the first cage and the door sprang open. She unhooked the lead chain from Jenny’s collar and pointed to the open cage.

“In.”

Jenny stooped over and crawled into the open cage. Xi pressed a button on the keypad and the door swung shut, an audible clicking sounded as it locked. The little oriental woman stepped to the next cage and typed in a code on the keypad. The door swung open. She unhooked the lead chain from Angie’s collar and pointed.

“In.”

Angie crawled into her cage and sat down on the mattress. Xi pressed a button on the keypad and the door swung shut, locking into place. The woman hung the lead chains on hooks high above the cages then turned and left the room.

            Danny entered the upstairs bedroom to find Carrie zipping the skirt he had left for her. She had just finished dressing as he came in the door. She dropped her hands to her sides and stood in silence as he stared at her. He gave a little turning motion with his right hand and she slowly turned in a circle.

            “You look beautiful, pet.”

            “Thank you, Master.”

            He crossed the room and retrieved a pair of four inch blue stilettos from the closet. He handed them to her.

            “Try these.”

            She silently slipped the shoes on and stood again for his inspection.

            “Perfect,” he whispered. He held his right hand out to her. “Come.”

            She took his hand and followed him from the room. He led her downstairs to the dining room. Xi had cleared the table and reset it with a fresh meal.

            “Sit,” he commanded.

            She sat down and dropped her hands demurely into her lap. Danny filled a plate and sat down next to her. He took a bite from the plate then offered her a bite. They ate their meal together in silence. When they finished he shoved the plate away and stared at her for several long minutes.

            “I’ve decided that you will have special rites today, pet. As long as I am in the house today, you can roam freely in whatever room I am in. I will not lock you away or chain you up today. If you behave yourself today and perform well for me when I require it you may retain this privilege.”

            “Thank you, Master!”

            He smiled at her honest joy.

            “For now though, I need to attend to another slave, one that was very bad and had to be punished. I can’t leave you alone yet so what do you suggest?”

            She thought for a moment before answering.

            “I could go with you.” When she saw him scowl she tried a different tack. “Perhaps Xi could stay with me?”

            He smiled at her.

            “That’s an excellent idea, pet.” He looked up at Xi. “Take her to the den and stay with her until I return.”

            “Yes, sir.”

            Danny left the dining room and headed downstairs to the dungeon. He had to check on Matt for himself. He needed to know how the other man was doing and, if possible, see if his spirit had been broken yet. When he entered the dungeon Danny noticed that Matt didn’t stir. He lay on the floor in probably the same position that Xi had put him in and didn’t move even when Danny approached him. His breathing was slow and even so Danny thought perhaps he was sleeping. He knelt down next to the prone form and laid his hands across his knees, staring intently at the injured man on the floor in front of him. He studied the nasty red welts and open wounds the whip had left on the other man’s back.

            “Like your handiwork?” Matt whispered hoarsely.

            Danny automatically cuffed him on the back of the head.

            “Like your handiwork, Master?” Matt corrected.

            “Why do you have to be so goddamn obstinate?”

            “We’re people, just like you. We’re not a bunch of toys for you to play with.”

            “Yes you are,” Danny replied. “You’re mine now. You even have a brand that says you’re my property.”

            “Only because you put it there.”

            Danny reached out and gingerly touched one of the open wounds on Matt’s back causing the young man on the floor to flinch.

            “I have cream for your ass if you need it.”

            “No thanks. You’ve done quite enough for me.”

            Danny reached out and smacked Matt in the back of the head again.

            “I think you forgot something, boy.”

            “No thanks, Master.”

            Danny got to his feet and walked to the far wall. He selected a small flogger and walked back to kneel next to Matt’s prone form again.

            “Just wait until you see what I have planned for tonight,” he said as he smacked the flogger across Matt’s back.

            Matt screamed in pain and jerked away from the man next to him.

            “You goddamn sadist!”

            “You will learn that I am your master. When that happens, when you accept me, the pain will end – or at least lessen.”

            Matt raised himself painfully to his elbows and stared defiantly into Danny’s eyes.

            “You don’t own us.”

            “Yes, I do. Carrie and Angie will explain it to you if you ask them.”

            Fear flooded into Matt’s eyes.

            “What the hell have you done to them?” He glanced awkwardly around the room and realized he was alone. “Where are they? Where’s Jenny?”

            “Jenny and Angie are in their kennels. Carrie has earned a day of freedom. She has earned the right to roam freely through the house – as long as she stays in the same room as Xi or I am in.”

            He reached out and grabbed Matt’s chin in his hand.

            “And don’t worry. You’ll see Jenny later this evening. You’ll be watching her fuck me.”

            He tossed Matt’s head away from him as he got to his feet.

            “Are you hungry, boy?”

            “No,” Matt growled in response.

            “Good. Because you won’t be eating today.”

            Danny turned and left the dungeon, heading back upstairs, planning the evening as he went.

            “Stay here,” a gruff voice ordered. “If she runs this way grab her.”

            “Yes, sir,” a deep voice answered.

            She cringed even deeper into her crevice. There was nowhere else to go. She was trapped here now. Maybe she could slip out of her hiding place unheard and smash something over the man’s head, she thought. She waited an interminably long time before she slid forward and uncurled her legs, letting them slide over the edge of the hole. Her legs felt numb as she slid down to stand on the cold hard-packed dirt floor. Silently, she tip-toed down the length of the cask and peeked around the end of it then jerked back with a gasp. The man was a huge mountain! She would never even be able to reach his head. Stifling a sob she snuck back to her hole and climbed back in. After waiting for what seemed like hours she heard footsteps again.

            “Have you seen or heard anything?” Gruff Voice asked.

            “No, sir,” Deep Voice replied.

            “There’s someone here,” another man said thoughtfully. His voice was soft but the sound of it sent chills through her.

            She heard them moving around the room again so she pulled tighter into her hole and held her breath. When she couldn’t hold her breath any longer she let it out slowly, softly. Then she breathed through her nose in small, shallow breaths.

            “I know you’re here, little one. I’ll find you sooner or later. It will go easier for you if come out now.” His voice was soft and warm like a good sherry on a cold evening. But there was something sinister underneath that warmth which made her shiver. “Come to me now, little one, and I’ll protect you.” His steps grew near as he wandered through the cellar. “Make me come for you and you’ll regret it.”

            She started to crawl out of her hiding place but hesitated. How could he possibly know where I am, she wondered. He’s trying to lure me out, she decided. She remained where she was.

            “I don’t like to be ignored,” he said softly.

            She screamed when she felt his hand on her arm. In vain, she tried to pull away but he had an iron grip on her and refused to let go of his prize. He pulled her forward with a mighty yank and she slid out of the hole, landing with a thud on the floor at his feet. The fingers of his free hand wrapped around her other wrist and heaved her to her feet. He shoved her roughly against the wall, pinning her there with his body, towering over her.

            “You are quite the prize, aren’t you?” he whispered, his breath hot in her ear.

            He held her without difficulty even though she struggled against him. Her arms were slowly pulled above her head and easily held in place with one of his hands. His other hand slid down her side then back up to caress her wet cheek. Her face was suddenly gripped in his hand and he forced her to face him.

            “I don’t like wasting my time chasing after little girls,” he hissed at her. “I should give you to my men and be done with you.”

            “Please,” she whispered on trembling lips.

            He smiled evilly down at her. “Are you begging for my men?”

            Her eyes grew wide with fear. She tried to shake her head but he held her firmly in place. “No,” she finally whispered.

            “Then what are you begging for?” he demanded.

            “My-my honor, sir,” she whispered, tears spilled over her cheeks as she stared up at him.

            He could feel her tremble under his hands. Was that truly what she was so frightened of, he wondered. Her hands were still trapped above her head by his left hand. He slowly let his right hand wandered down her side and across her chest. When he squeezed her tit she bit her lip and squeezed her eyes shut. Fresh tears poured down her cheeks.

            “Please…,” she begged him in a whisper.

            She was shaking violently now. He leaned down and pressed his lips to hers, forcing her mouth open and snaking his tongue into her mouth. She moaned and shook under him. His question answered, he slowly pulled away from her and stared down at the frightened girl. The bright blue eyes and auburn hair were a beautiful contrast. Her petite frame, small stature and all those luscious curves tempted him beyond measure. He pulled a piece of coarse rope from his pocket then jerked her away from the wall, twisting her around so she faced the wall with her arms behind her, toward him. He quickly tied her wrists together with the rope then pulled her with him as he started out of the cellar.

            She saw two other men as he drug her past them toward the cellar door. He stopped at the door and turned back to them. She saw them staring at her.

            “Have you managed to round everyone else up?” he asked them.

            “Yes, Lord,” Gruff Voice answered. “We have twenty-seven counting her,” he replied, nodding in her direction.

            “And you’ve put them where?” he asked.

            “They’re in shackles in the great hall. I thought you’d want them all together for now.”

            “Yes.” He looked down at her as he added, “And since they’ve no proper dungeon…”

            “We’ll fix that, Lord.”

            “I’m sure you will,” he replied, pulling her out of the cellar after him.

            She studied his broad shoulders and light hair as he led her through the passages and back up to the main levels of the old keep. He had a thick mane of blonde hair which just brushed against the top of his collar, broad shoulders and high cheek bones. His strength was evident in his grip but the muscles in his arms stood out on display as well. She let her gaze rake over him and take in the bulging muscles of his chest and in his legs. He was not a heavily built man but he was lean and strong and very tall.

She thought he would take her to the great hall since that’s where his man had said they’d taken everyone else. Instead, he led her past it to a smaller audience chamber off to one side. Once there, he shoved her into the middle of the room and stared at her in silence. When she thought she could take no more he began to stalk around her, staring at her from every angle.

“So, little one, what do I do with you now?” he purred to her.

She stared at the floor in front of her toes and remained silent. The feel of his hands on her ass made her jump and squeal. When she tried to pull away from him his hands slid around her waist and down to grip her abdomen. He pulled her back against him and held her there, his cheek pressed against her wet one. She could feel his bulge pressing into her back.

“Where do you think you’re going?” he whispered in her ear.

She whimpered and turned her head away from him, pressing her face into his shoulder. His hands slid down, his fingers played lightly at the tops of her thighs. The thin material of her long skirt didn’t seem like much protection from his pressing hands.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered to her. “My prize for our little game in the cellar.”

His left hand slid between her legs and grasped her pussy while his right hand wandered up her body to grasp her left tit.

“Please, sir, no!” she cried.

“What would you give me instead?” he asked softly without releasing his hold on her.

“S-s-sir?”

“I tracked you and found you. I deserve something for my effort. If not your body, then what?” He shifted his position behind her so that his hard shaft rested against her bound hands. His hips began to move in a slow rhythm as he waited for her answer, rubbing his covered, engorged member against her hands.

“Please, sir, I’ve never…” she cried, trying to pull free of his hold.

“Maybe you should,” he replied with a laugh.

Suddenly, he released her and she fell away from him. She turned to see him pull a knife from his belt and start toward her. Instinctively, she backed away from him. He reached out and grabbed the front of her skirt, easily pulling her to him.

“Stay still or I’ll cut you,” he warned as he reached behind her.

He cut the rope binding her arms and pulled her arms forward. Holding her wrists together in one hand, he put his knife away then pulled her hands apart. Forcing her hands down he rubbed her hands along his thick, swollen prick while he stared down into her eyes.

“You’re belong to me now. You’ll do whatever I tell you.” His voice was soft but held a hard note. “What’s your name, little one?”

“Mira,” she whispered.

He smiled at her and her breath caught in her throat. Even though she was terrified of him she found him most handsome. He forced her wrists together, her hands circling his cock and held her wrists with his left hand. His right hand raised to caress her cheek then slide around to the back of her head. He fisted his hand in her hair, holding her head fast then slowly lowered his lips to hers. As he kissed her he forced her lips apart and slid his tongue into her mouth. When he finally broke the kiss and pulled his hand from her hair he slid it down to grope her tits.

“Well, Mira, you may be a virgin now, but that won’t last the night.” He watched as terror filled her eyes. “I’ve decided you’ll be my concubine for now. I rather like the look and taste of you – so far. If you please me tonight you’ll be my concubine. Otherwise, you’ll be my pet.”

He walked her backwards to a column in the middle of the room. There he pulled her arms over her head and tied them around the column. His hands squeezed and pinched her tits.

“Wait here, love. I have a few other duties to attend to. I’ll come for you when I’ve finished with the rest of your horde.”

He turned away from her and disappeared through the door he had drug her through earlier. She hung her head and cried, waiting for his return.

 

Lord Braeden strode through the old keep talking with his men. He placed sentries and blocked all the entrances. Then he left the rest of the defenses to his head sergeant and returned to the great hall. He wanted to see what exactly they had. The twenty six women they’d captured were all chained together with some chained to columns where their shackles would allow it. They sat on the floor in rows as he walked among them, all looking up at him with hatred and fear. When he finally saw the one he was looking for he motioned to Captain Morgan. The man moved forward immediately.

“Lord?”

“Bring Lady Kate to the center of the room,” Braeden instructed the young captain.

“Yes, Lord.”

The man hurried to do as he was ordered while Braeden walked away through the crowd. The captain released the woman from the rest of the group she was chained to and pulled her to her feet. He led her through the other women following the route Braeden had taken. She was led to the center of the great hall where Braeden stood waiting for her.

“You have nerve, Braeden!” she called to him.

“I tried to reason with you, Kate. You refused my offers. I warned you.”

“Go to hell!” She spat at him and landed her mark on his chest.

He smiled at her. “Really, Kate, so childish.” He backhanded her, nearly knocking her over. “You should have taken my offer. Now you and all your followers will pay for your folly.”

She smiled at him and shook her head. Her eyes traveled over the crowd of women. “Not all, Braeden.”

He glanced around the room with a look of mock concern. “Oh, you mean Mira?” he asked as he turned back to her.

A look of shock fell over her face. He smiled evilly.

“She’s waiting for me in the other room.”

“No,” she whispered. Her voice gained strength, “I don’t believe you.”

Braeden shot a look at the captain then gave a quick nod toward the door to the room where his other captive waited. The man disappeared. He quickly came back with the small woman trapped in his arms, her wrists bound in front of her.

“You see, Kate?” Braeden reached out and ran the back of his hand over Mira’s cheek. “She’s my latest prize.”

“No, Braeden, please. She’s an innocent.”

He smiled at Kate. “Not after tonight, she isn’t.”

He motioned to the captain and the man took Mira back to the room he’d found her in then returned to Braeden’s side.

“It’s over, Kate. You’re all mine now.”

“Please, Braeden, I’ll do whatever you want, just let Mira go.”

He stared at her for a long moment with narrowed eyes. Finally, he signaled the captain and the man released the manacles from her wrists.

“Strip,” Braeden demanded.

Kate stared at him for a moment then slowly disrobed. When she was completely naked he signaled the captain and the man removed the pile of clothing.

“Get on your knees, take out my cock and suck me,” Braeden ordered.

Kate swallowed hard then knelt in front of the man she most hated. Her fingers slowly worked the laces of his breeches until his cock was finally free. She slowly took him in her hands and started to rub up and down his long, thick meat. When she saw his hand start to move toward her, she lowered her head and slipped his prick between her lips. She slowly licked her tongue up the underside of his cock as she sucked, her hands gently squeezing his balls. He stared down at her malevolently as she sucked him. Her ministrations began to stir his loins and he grew in her mouth. His hands went to her head, his fingers tangling in her long, dark hair. His eyes slid shut, his face magnificent in his enjoyment of her mouth. He held her head tight to his groin as he spurted his seed deep into her throat. She pushed desperately against his hips to no avail, he held her tightly in place. When he finally finished, he released his hold and she fell away from him, gasping for air.

“You will service all of my men the same way you have serviced me.” He stared down at her with cold, hard eyes. Turning his head to look at a young sergeant behind the captain of his guard, he gave his next order, “You will see that she does as she’s told. Take her to each man and make sure he is serviced.”

“Yes, Lord.”

When Kate started to climb to her feet, Braeden knocked her on her ass.

“You will crawl, Kate of the Hollow, like the bitch you now are.” Braeden turned back to the sergeant. “Make sure she obeys. Once she’s finished with the other men, she’s yours to use however you want.”

“Th-thank you, Lord.”

Braeden turned back to the captain, ignoring Kate and the sergeant.

“As for the rest, strip them. Call me when they’re all bare. I want them standing in a line with their hands bound behind their heads. You know the procedure.”

“Yes, Lord.”

The captain headed for the front of the room to follow Braeden’s orders as his lord returned to the room where his prize waited. He put his deflated cock back in his breeches and relaced them as he walked across the hall.

Mira warily watched the broad-chested man as he prowled around the room. He hadn’t spoken to her since he’d come back into the room. His eyes strayed her way often but he remained silent and he hadn’t touched her again. Finally, he pulled a chair close and sat down, staring at her.

“You’re a complete uninitiated, aren’t you?” he asked softly.

“I – I don’t understand,” she whispered.

He smiled at her, studying her face. “You know absolutely nothing about sex do you.”

She turned a bright red and diverted her eyes, turning her face away from him. “No, sir,” she whispered.

His laugh was soft and gentle, making her turn her head back toward him to sneak a peek. He lifted his right leg and propped his foot against the pillar she was tied to. His leg brushed against her hip, causing her to wiggle in an attempt to move away from him. He laughed again.

“You’re not going anywhere, pet.”

“Please, sir…,” she whispered, pleading with her eyes as much as her voice.

He moved his foot to rub it along her hip and leg. Slowly, he got to his feet and leaned in close to her, his hands on the column on either side of her head.

“I can’t wait to get you in bed, pet,” he whispered before pressing his lips to hers. His mouth made a trail down her throat to her shoulder as his hands kneaded her tits.

She tried to fight against what he was doing to her but she didn’t understand any of the feelings he aroused in her. Before she could stop it a low moan escaped her throat as she trembled under his hands. He chuckled softly in her ear.

“I’ll make you cum a thousand times tonight, pet.” He pulled away from her to stare down at her. “Would you like to try it now?”

“No, please, sir, please leave me alone.”

“Never,” he said with a laugh.

He turned at a knock on the door.

“Come,” he called.

The captain of the guard opened the door and stepped inside. “They’re ready for you, Lord.”

“I’ll be right there.”

“Yes, Lord.” The captain turned and quickly left the room.

“Perhaps a little later you’ll be ready for your first orgasm.” He pinched her nipples then strode from the room.

He walked with the captain of the guard up and down the line of naked women, posed the way he liked them. They all had their hands bound behind their heads and their legs were forced apart by at least four feet with long rods. He studied each woman carefully, grasping tits from time to time or caressing or slapping an ass cheek. Finally, he pointed out a blonde, a woman with long brown hair and one with silky black hair. They were removed from the line and pulled aside. Then Braeden turned to the captain.

“Which is your favorite, Captain?” he asked.

“Lord?” the captain asked, startled.

“You must find at least one of them desirable. Which is your favorite?”

They strolled along the line until the captain stopped in front of a small, young brunette.

“I find her most attractive, Lord.”

“Then she belongs to you, Captain. You’ve earned a reward this day.” Braeden smiled down at the girl being released from the line of other women. “You’d better please him well, bitch.”

“Thank you, Lord,” the captain replied as he took possession of his new property.

“As for the others, disperse them to the men as you see fit. When the men are finished with them, put them in the new dungeon when it’s finished. Take those three to Harlin and tell him I said they need to be leashed. He’ll know what to do. When he’s finished with them, bring them to me in the master suite upstairs.”

“Yes, Lord.

Braeden started to walk away but stopped and turned back. “Captain, don’t disturb me until morning if at all possible. I’m sure you can handle things here.”

“Yes, Lord.”

He strode across the room and went back to the side chamber to retrieve his prize. Mira flinched visibly when he reached up to release her wrists from the column where she was bound. He merely laughed and pulled her arms down, tying them in front of her, adding a long piece of rope to her bonds.

“Well, pet, it’s time to go upstairs now. We’ll finally have some time to ourselves.”

He led her from the small chamber into the larger great hall and slowly walked through it, letting her look around at her naked sisters. Deliberately walking slowly so she could see all that was happening, he led her to the stairwell on the other side of the room and started up it. He stopped when he heard someone call out to him.

“Braeden, you promised!” Kate screamed at him from the other side of the hall. She was on her knees in front of one of the foot soldiers staring at him in blind hate.

“No, Kate, I never promised anything. You only assumed. I already told you, you’re all mine now, including Mira.” He pulled Mira to him and ran his hands over her bodice, gripping her tits roughly. “I look forward to training her, Kate.”

He turned and led Mira up the stairs, ignoring Kate’s screams and Mira’s sobs. They walked the length of the upstairs hallway and entered the master suite. He shoved Mira inside and followed her then closed the door. She stood inside the large suite and wondered what he would do to her now. His hands fell heavily on her shoulders and she flinched, trying to pull away from his touch. He laughed at her fear.

“You may as well get used to it, pet. I’ll be touching you a lot over the next few hours. Perhaps even over the next few days if you satisfy me well.

He jerked her back against him, holding her tightly to him. His right hand firmly gripped her left tit while his left hand slid down between her legs. She could feel his hard rod pushing into her back and shivered.

“I hope you’re not cold, pet, because you’re only going to get colder in a few minutes,” he whispered into her ear. “When you undress for me.”

“No,” she whined. “Please…no…”

“Oh, but yes, pet. I want to see and touch all of you.”

His hands roamed over her squirming body. Suddenly, he pushed her away from him. She tripped over the hem of her skirt and fell to the floor. Looking up at him with tears spilling from her eyes, she waited. He pulled his knife from his belt and squatted in front of her. Then he reached out and cut the ropes binding her hands. Putting his knife away, he stood back up and stared down at her in silence.

“Get up,” he ordered.

She slowly did as she was told.

“Remove your skirt.”

“Please…”

“I’ll not tell you again,” he warned. “Take it off.”

She reached behind her and slowly undid the buttons then let it fall to the floor, pooling around her ankles.

“And the shoes.”

She kicked off her slippers and waited. He held up his right hand and crooked his finger at her, indicating that he wanted her to come to him. Slowly, she moved forward. When she was within reach, he grabbed her arms and pulled her to him. His left arm wrapped around her waist and held her in an iron grip while his right hand slid down to gently caress her hips.

“You feel wonderful, pet.”

“Please, sir…” she begged.

“You’ll feel even better before I’m done with you,” he promised, a gleam in his eyes.

He shoved her away from him and motioned with his left hand. “The shirt, take it off.”

She sniffled as she tried to stifle a sob. Slowly, she lifted her blouse over her head and let it fall to the floor to join her skirt. Now standing before him in only her underwear and camisole she felt totally exposed. When he stepped toward her she instinctively took a step backwards. He reached out and grabbed her wrist, pulling her into his arms.

“Don’t even think about trying to run from me,” he hissed as he lifted her into his arms.

He strode through the suite, carrying her to the big four poster bed in the next room. He laid her on the bed, carefully placing her in the middle of it. He climbed onto the bed and crawled across it to her. Placing his legs on either side of her stomach he knelt over her and leaned back on his heels, letting his hands wander over her flat stomach up to her round breasts. His eyes never left hers as he squeezed and kneaded her tits.

“Will you behave yourself, pet, or do I need to tie you down?”

“Please, sir…”

He stared at her trembling lips, a smile playing on his own mouth.

“Answer me, pet. Will you behave yourself?”

“Y-yes.”

He smiled down at her then leaned forward to kiss her. Pulling back far enough to look down at her, he whispered, “Good.”

His lips found hers again and slowly forced them apart so his tongue could slide into her mouth. He gently fondled her nipples as he explored her mouth with his tongue. She was breathless when he finally pulled away from her. He sat back on his heels and pulled his shirt off over his head then tossed it aside. She gasped at the sight of his bare, broad chest. He smiled broadly at her.

“Do you like what you see, pet?”

She didn’t know how to respond, how to answer him. Her eyes drank in his muscular frame as they slid up his body to meet his own blue eyes. The amusement that sparkled in his eyes brought a timid smile to her lips. His fingertips lightly trailed down her arms as he stared down at her.

“It’s okay, pet. You can say what you think,” he whispered.

“Y-you’re beautiful,” she replied, her voice barely audible.

He threw back his head and laughed. A look of joy filled his face when he looked at her again.

“I’ve been called many things in my lifetime, pet, but never that.”

“I’m sorry, sir,” she whispered, rushing to make amends for her mistake.

He tenderly clasped her face between his hands and leaned close.

“You’ve no need to apologize, little one. I like the thought of being beautiful.”

His lips found hers again and he kissed her deeply. She trembled under him when his tongue plunged into her mouth and his hands wandered over her body. He pulled away from her at a knock on the suite door. He raised up and looked down at her somberly.

“Don’t move.”

She shook her head and lay perfectly still when he climbed from the bed. As he crossed the room and strode across the sitting room to the door she turned her head to watch him. He jerked the door open and spoke with another man for a moment. His voice sounded harsh and gruff to her. Then he moved aside and another man stepped into the room followed by three of her sisters. The women were naked with their hands bound behind their heads. She couldn’t see what was going on but something was strange about them. Her new master spoke to the man a few minutes then the man left and her master led the bound women into the bedroom where she waited.

“Well, pet, we have company,” he said. He motioned to her to sit up as he sat down next to her on the bed. “I’ve obtained a few more pets and I need to know their names. You will tell me.”

Mira stared in horror as he pulled on three gold chains he held in his hand. She followed the chains from his hands to the three women standing a few feet in front of him. The gold chains were attached to each woman by a set of three other chains running to rings embedded in their nipples and clits. The chains coming from each of these rings were fastened to a larger ring which attached to the leash that her master held. He pulled on one of the leashes and a small blonde woman stepped forward.

“Tell me what she is called.”

“Sabree,” Mira whispered.

He pulled on another leash and a brown-haired woman stepped forward.

“Her name?”

“Gesme.”

He pulled the third leash and the black-haired woman stumbled forward.

“She is?”

“Naoly.”

“Good. Which would you like me to fuck first?” he asked.

“S-sir?”

“Either I fuck you or one of them. Since I assume you don’t want to be fucked yet I’ll have to make do with one of them. Which shall it be?”

“I – I can’t…”

“If you don’t pick one of them, little one, it will be you that I fuck tonight.”

Mira stared in horror from her sisters to this man who’d captured her and claimed her for his own. She could not condemn a sister to his mercies. Slowly, she shook her head from side to side, tears flowing freely. Suddenly, Naoly fell to her knees at his feet.

“Please, Lord Braeden, let me service you. I will pleasure you all through the night.”

He smiled at the note of desperation in her voice.

“Have you ever pleasured a man before?”

She swallowed hard before answering him. Slowly, she shook her head. “No, Lord, but I will do my utmost to make you happy.”

He arched an eyebrow as he stared at her. Finally, he turned his gaze to the other two women.

“Have any of you ever pleasured a man before?”

“With my hands and mouth, Lord,” Sabree answered.

“Yes, Lord Braeden,” Gesme answered softly.

He chuckled softly as he stared at them. “The secrets Kate held,” he mused aloud. “Very well, Naoly, you may share my bed this night. But, Mira my pet, you will watch and learn.”

Braeden rose from his seat on the bed and started to lead Sabree and Gesme from the room. He turned back to his other two captives.

“Don’t move, either of you,” he ordered them.

He led Sabree and Gesme back to the sitting room and fastened their leashes to a nail in the wall. They could sit or lie on the floor if they chose to but he made sure they were secured away from the furniture in the room.

“Don’t even think about trying to leave. I’ve locked the door and I have the only key. I’ll kill you if you try to take it.” He turned to go back to the bedroom then stopped and turned back to them. “And stay off the furniture.”

He went back to the bedroom and pulled Naoly onto the bed by her leash. After he positioned her on her back he wrapped her leash around a post in the metal headboard and removed his boots and breeches. Mira gasped when his cock leaped free of its prison. He smiled at her as he climbed between Naoly’s spread legs.

“This is what you will do for me, little one,” he said, staring at Mira as he lowered himself between Naoly’s legs. “Please me and I’ll make sure you enjoy it as well.”

He turned his attention to the woman beneath him, slipping the head of his prick between her pussy lips. He leaned forward on his elbows and brought his hands up to grasp her tits. His fingers pinched and twisted her nipples while he pressed his lips against hers, sliding his tongue into her mouth to duel with hers. His right hand slid down to pinch her clit, his left still playing with her tits. When she started to moan and squirm under him he pushed his cock into her warm depths until he felt a barrier block his way. He pulled back then pushed in savagely as he crushed her tit in his hand. She screamed against his mouth and tried to push him away. Braeden refused to release his hold on her but he remained still for several seconds. When she relaxed under him he started to move in and out of her again. She rolled her head from side to side, pulling free of his lips.

“Please, Lord, stop,” she panted. “Please, it hurts.”

“The pain won’t last,” he whispered to her without breaking his rhythm.

Slowly, her groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. He felt the tension building in her and pinched her clit as he nipped at her nipple. She screamed out her pleasure, exploding in orgasm beneath him. He couldn’t hold back any longer and shot his load deep inside her. Once he had emptied his seed into her he collapsed on top of her. They both lay panting for several minutes. Mira lay next to them, transfixed in wonder and horror.

Finally, Braeden dismounted Naoly and pulled Mira into his arms. She shivered in fear against him. He shushed her and turned her away from him so her back was against his chest. Spooning her to him, he wrapped his arms around her and held her close.

“It’s your turn for some pleasure, little one,” he whispered.

“Please, sir,” she replied, her voice so soft he almost didn’t hear her. The tremble in it brought a smile to his face.

“I won’t hurt you, Mira. This time will only be pleasure.”

He grasped her right tit with his left hand as he snaked his right hand into her underwear. His fingers gently rubbed her inner thigh then slowly slid up to barely touch her pussy lips while his other hand played with her nipples. She slowly relaxed against him and started to moan in pleasure. He found her tiny nub and squeezed it then rubbed it softly. As it started to fill with blood and swell he slid a finger into her wet hole. Her moans were making him hard again and she could feel his prick pressing against her back. His hands never stopped their ministrations and suddenly she felt a strange tingling, warmth deep in her groin.

“Uh, uh,” she grunted.

“Yes, little one,” he whispered in ear. “That’s it, pet. Let go and enjoy the feeling.”

“No – uh, uh – oh, oh, oh, oh…”

“Cum for me, pet,” he whispered to her.

“Oh, pleeeaaasssse, ohhhhhh!”

He felt her tighten around his fingers and clinch her legs tightly together as she exploded into her first orgasm. Holding her tightly to him, he let her cum on his hand then slowly, as she came down again, he gently removed his fingers from her and caressed her slit lovingly, kissing her neck.

“You did very well, little one,” he said softly.

“Is it always like that?” she panted.

He chuckled softly. “Sometimes it’s even better.”

She turned in his arms to lay on her back, her hands idly playing against his bare chest.

“If it feels so good why did Naoly scream and say it hurt?” she asked in a soft, innocent voice.

His hand played through her hair as he stared at her.

“The first time, pet, is painful for a woman. After that, it doesn’t hurt anymore – if done properly.” He kissed her cheek and started to turn back to Naoly.

“But it didn’t hurt me,” she whispered.

“Mira, it will hurt the first time you actually have sex,” he said softly. “All I did was pleasure you. I haven’t entered you yet. When I do, it will hurt.”

She turned away from him and buried her face in the pillows. He sighed and stared at her for a moment then finally gathered her in his arms.

Holding her close he whispered softly, “I’ll be as gentle as I can, little one.”

He released her and turned back to Naoly, his hard cock ready for release again.

            “Hey, Josh. It’s Nick.”

            “Hey, Nick. What’s up?”

            “Not much,” Nick lied. “Hey, I was wondering if I could crash at your place for a while. You got room?”

            “Sure. I won’t be there though. I have to go out of town for a couple of weeks for work. You’re welcome to stay at the condo though. What’s wrong at the apartment?”

            “Nothing. I’ve just had a couple of break-ins. The manager changed the locks but it didn’t help. I’m looking for a new place but…”

            “Stay as long you need to, buddy.”

            “Thanks man.” The relief in Nick’s voice was audible. Josh laughed as Nick asked, “Can I stop by later and pick up the keys?”

            “Any time. I’m leaving at two for the airport so if you stop by after that I’ll leave them with Angie.”

            “I’ll be there before then,” Nick declared.

            “Whatever works for you,” Josh replied.

            “Thanks, man.”

            Nick disconnected the call and put the cordless phone back on its cradle. He went back to his bedroom and hurriedly packed a small bag. Grabbing the keys to his newly installed lock, he ran out the door locking the apartment as he went and dashed down the stairs. He had thought about taking a cab but decided it would be quicker to just take his own car. Maybe I can talk Josh into trading cars, he thought as he climbed behind the wheel of his thunderbird.

There wasn’t much traffic and the lights seemed to be on his side for once so he made good time to Josh’s office. He parked his car and rushed into the building. He managed to catch an elevator as soon as he ran into the building. He rode up to the fifth floor alone and got off the elevator without incident. Maybe I’m just being paranoid, he thought to himself as he walked into the reception area of Josh’s office.

“Hi, Nick!”

“Hi, Angie. I told Josh I’d stop by.”

“He’s on the phone but you can go on in. I don’t think he’ll mind.” She smiled at him sweetly.

“Thanks.” He smiled and gave her a nod as he turned and strode across the room to the door of Josh’s office.

He knocked lightly then stepped inside the office. Josh waved to him and motioned to a chair in front of his desk as he mumbled into the phone. Nick closed the door and crossed the room to take a seat in the proffered chair. He stared at his feet in silence waiting for Josh to finish his call.

“So what’s up?” Josh asked as he replaced the receiver.

“Not much,” Nick replied noncommittally.

“Break-ins, huh? Much taken?”

“That’s the strange thing. They haven’t really taken anything, just messed stuff up.”

“That’s weird,” Josh replied as he fished around in his desk drawer. He looked up as he found what he was looking for. “Here are the extra keys.”

Nick caught the keys Josh tossed to him.

“Thanks. You wouldn’t want to swap cars for a couple of weeks would you?”

Josh stared at him in surprise.

“What’s going on, Nick?”

Nick glanced around the room then stared at the keys he held before finally looking back at Josh.

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

“Try me.”

Nick took a deep breath and let it out slowly as he stared at the keys in his hands. He spoke without looking up.

“There are these women –”

“There’s always a woman when you’re involved,” Josh laughed.

“I’m serious, Josh.” Nick looked up through his long, dark lashes at his friend.

Josh quieted when he saw the serious look on Nick’s face.

“Okay, I’m sorry. What’s wrong?”

“Like I said, there are these women…apparently they belong to some kind of club or something. I don’t know the whole story but they’re – They have this bet.”

“What bet?” Josh asked, prompting Nick when he hesitated.

“They’re all supposed to have sex with me by the end of the week.”

“What?” Josh burst out, unable to contain his laughter.

“It isn’t funny, Josh. The first one knocked me out at the gym after I changed her tire for her. Then, this morning, I came back to my apartment to find someone changing the lock on my door and when I turned my back on her she put a gun to my head.”

“Jesus, Nick.”

Nick jumped to his feet and stalked to the window. He stared out it, not really seeing anything. He heard Josh get up from his desk then felt his presence when he joined Nick at the window.

“Have you reported this?”

“Reported what? To who?” Nick asked wryly.

“They abducted you, held you against your will and…”

“And what? Raped me?” Nick asked as he turned to stare at Josh.

“You can’t just crawl into a hole and hide.”

“I just have to stay out of their reach for the rest of the week and then it’s over. I can’t go to the cops. What am I supposed to tell them? It’s better this way.”

“Nick –”

Nick turned back to stare out the window.

“Josh, you don’t know what it’s like. They blindfold you, tie you down, cut your clothes off and manipulate your body. You have no choice, no say. It’s humiliating.”

Josh sighed heavily as he stared at his friend. He put his hand on Nick’s shoulder and squeezed.

“Give me your car keys.”

Nick swiveled his head to stare at Josh.

“Give me your car keys. You can take the Mustang.”

Nick nodded and reached into his jeans pocket. He pulled out his car keys and handed them to Josh.

“Be careful, Josh.”

“You be careful,” Josh replied as he went back to his desk. He fished another set of keys out of the drawer and returned to stand next to Nick. He handed the keys over. “Watch you back, buddy.”

“Always. Thanks, man.”

Nick left Josh’s office and went back to the parking garage. He grabbed his bag from his car and headed straight to Josh’s deep blue Mustang convertible. He tossed the bag in the back and climbed in behind the wheel. He pulled out of the parking space and carefully guided the car through the garage onto the street. He had an appointment to look at an apartment so he headed there first. He figured he could look at the apartment then head over to Josh’s condo and get settled.

Traffic had picked up a bit so it took a little longer to get to the apartment building than Nick had planned. He quickly found a place to park and rushed inside to find the manager. They spent twenty minutes going through the small apartment while talking about rent and other details. Even though he wasn’t impressed he promised to get back to the man then quickly left the building. He climbed into the mustang and slowly pulled into traffic. He was easing up to speed when he heard a movement behind him and stiffened.

“Hi, sweetie.”

Nick sucked air and fought to control the car. He almost stomped on the brake at the sudden realization that he wasn’t alone. The car behind him blew a warning on their horn so he stepped on the gas and managed not wreck. When he was confident a few seconds later that he had the car under control he glanced in the rear view mirror to see a woman sitting behind him, her face hidden by a scarf and a hat pulled low.

“Who the hell are you and why are you in my car?”

“Actually, it’s not your car. But I managed to find you anyway.” Her hands slid up and over his shoulders as she leaned forward. “You know why I’m here, sweetie.”

He maneuvered through traffic to pull over next to a parking meter.

“Get out,” he said insistently.

“No. You’re taking me to a special place where we can spend a little time together.”

“No, I’m not. Now get out.”

“If you don’t we’ll blow up at least half a block,” she said quietly, staring at him in the rear view mirror.

He turned in his seat trying to face her.

“What?”

She held up a small remote.

“It’s a detonator. This car is rigged with several pounds of plastic. If you don’t do exactly what I say I’ll blow us up.”

“No way,” Nick said in a hushed whisper.

“Open the glove box.”

He stared at her for a moment then slowly leaned over and popped open the glove box. His eyes widened at the small package he found there. When he started to reach out to touch it her voice stopped him.

“Don’t. If you try to remove it you could detonate it.”

“Shit,” he whispered, sitting back up.

They sat in silence for several minutes. Nick stared alternately at the package in the glove box and his passenger in the back seat. Finally, she became bored with the game and broke the silence.

“Are you ready to go now?”

“Do I have a choice?” Nick asked wryly.

“Not really,” she replied with a smile he couldn’t see.

Nick reached over and closed the glove box then sat back up behind the wheel.

“Where to?” he asked without looking at her.

“Turn left at