Tryout

Part 4

Tryout - Part 4



by Dari (dari69@hotmail.com)


I don't know how long I've been asleep, but it couldn't have been for long,
because I was still tired and very, very sore all over my body. When I turned my
head a bit I could see what had awakened me. Amber was standing on the other
side of the room, chaining my two friends, Sarah and Jenny, to some of the
chains that dangled down from the ceiling. For once the two girls weren't
gagged, and their continuing crying out whenever Amber touched them was loud
enough to awaken the dead.

Amber swiftly finished her work, and as if she had seen me watching she turned
around and winked at me briefly. I just stared back, not really knowing if I
should react or not, but she didn't mind it. Then she bent down and fastened
spreader bars between the knees of the girls, keeping their legs firmly apart
and their crotch easily available for everyone.

Maybe it was indecent of me that I even looked, but I saw that Jenny and Sarah
had shared a part of my treatment, as both were now cleanly shaven where before
their pubic hair had been. Considering Amber's other tactics I could really call
myself lucky that she had only shaven me, and not removed the hair by wax, but
then, maybe that was still in front of me.

The woman then casually slapped the two girls on their asses and came over to
me. I just looked at her, still not moving. If she wanted me to move she would
soon make me do it, so why even bother to think about it?

Amber knelt down next so me and turned me over, so that I was lying on my back,
with my chained arms trapped underneath me. She swiftly probed my sore breasts,
and smiled when I inhaled sharply when she pinched the still hurting flesh.

"Looks like you still remember my kind treatment."

Which had been her tying my breasts and squeezing my nipples with claps, same as
my pussy lips. I used to call "kind" other things, but I didn't say a word, just
waiting for her to continue. While she spoke on Amber absentmindedly stroked
over my upper torso with her fingers.

"A friend of mine comes today, who is really very interested in you girls. If he
likes one of you, or even all of you, I'll maybe sell you to him. He's a much
harsher master than I am, but right now I don't have the time for three slaves,
even if I do enjoy playing with you."

I didn't know if I should dread it, or be happy to have a chance to come away
from her. The aspect of being given to someone all on its own made me shiver,
and this someone being described as harsher than Amber was didn't make it any
better. At least with her I slowly began to understand what she wanted of me and
how I could keep the pain at a bearable limit, with someone else I would have to
go through all that again. And it really sounded strange, but if I had to be
someone's slave, I'd rather be hers than anyone else's.

"You know, I'd really like to keep you, for we have been making some sincere
steps lately, but we will see. Normally he doesn't like girls who like pain, and
he doesn't like them really putting up a fight, so normally I'd predict him
choosing your friends and ignoring you, but the aspect that you are still a
virgin might also count for something."

Amber sighed and let one of her hands slide down to my crouch, idly fingering my
slightly swollen pussy lips.

"If I had known him to come I might even have not deflowered you anally, or
maybe I'd just fucked you once with a dildo so that there wouldn't be much for
him to want in you, but I owe him something, so it wouldn't be fair to do that
now. But promise me that you won't embarrass me when he is examining you."

Her hands stilled for a moment, and she intently studied my face until I nodded.
But me being me I couldn't just nod and swallow everything, I had to ask what
she meant by it.

"Mistress, please, can I ask a question?"

She smiled and continued stroking my labia.

"Sure you can."

I licked my dry lips and briefly tensed up a bit when she began to flick a
finger over my clit. Maybe I should just have shut up and enjoyed her teasing
me, but maybe she wouldn't do it if I had been silent. Amber was the type to
distract you in the wrong moments.

"What exactly do you mean by not embarrassing you, Mistress?"

Amber shifted a bit and touched her other hand to my legs, slowly spreading
them, which I did all by myself once she signalled me to. While she still
stroked my labia with one hand, she swiftly entered my sex with one finger of
the other hand, but apparently only to lube it up, because after two or three
strokes she withdrew the finger again and rubbed it over my anus, entering my
other hole slowly while she spoke on.

"For once, I don't want you to struggle at all. You know that I normally find it
rather entertaining when you put up a fight, willingly worsening everything for
yourself until you realize that you won't get away unpunished, but with him I
want you to simply obey and comply to everything he asks of you or does to you."

I winced a bit as she inserted the finger deeper into my anus, but it didn't
hurt like the first time, and soon it began to arouse me as she slowly fucked me
with it. When I nodded my agreement to her order, she went on.

"It's not only that I want him to see your best sides, but he might see your
struggling as a weakness of myself, that you only struggle because I haven't
subdued you enough. Maybe that's true, but if I want a complacent slave I can
always use others, with you it's much more fun. And I also don't want you to
talk at all, even when he asks you something. Yes or no will do for answers, and
I also don't want you screaming too much when he hurts you. Your friends will do
enough of that, so if you wanna make a difference, don't do it. On the other
hand, if you want him to take you, then scream and writhe as much as you like.
It's your decision."

Although she must have felt that her stimulation had excited me much she
withdrew her hands without letting me orgasm, or maybe she did it just because
she saw how far she had brought me, and stood up again.

"Any more issues?"

I shook my head and also got to my feet when she dragged on the chain that was
fastened to my collar.

"Good. I also don't want you to do anything stupid like trying to flee. You can
do that afterwards as long and as often as you like, but as long as he is here
you will follow our orders and stay put if we ignore you, also if you are
unchained for some time. Have I made myself clear?"

"Yes, Mistress!"

Amber smiled and then unfastened the chain that cuffed my hands together behind
my back, next unhooking the leash to my collar. I guess she let me stand there
unchained on purpose, maybe to see if even now I might try to run, but with her
standing next to me and the door to the room closed I didn't really think about
it, and just waited for her to continue. On my still wobbly legs I wouldn't have
made it to the door, anyway.

The woman caressed my buttocks briefly, then took my upper arm and moved me away
from the wall, positioning me under one of the chains that came down from the
ceiling. I complied when she raised my arms, linked the cuffs to the chain and
then shortened the chain by working on a winch, bringing me nearly to my
tiptoes. I'm not very tall, so stretching me wasn't very hard for her. Then she
also fastened a spreader bar between my knees, making it hard for me to get a
sure stand on the balls of my feet.

When she was finished she looked from me to the other two girls. The way she had
chained us we built a triangle inside the room, all facing one another, so that
someone standing in the middle could easily compare all of us by simply turning
their head.

Amber leant into me briefly, gliding her fingers over my cheek.

"Hope that he won't like you. I'll willingly give him your two friends, but I
don't want to see you at the mercy of such a beast. If you are a good slave and
stay with me, I'll reward you afterwards, be sure of that."

She spoke so low that I couldn't understand her very well, but if she had spoken
up a bit the other two girls would surely have heard her. I just nodded, making
her smile. Then Amber left the room, leaving the three of us hanging there.

As always Jenny and Sarah made me uneasy within minutes. They didn't utter a
single word. But they kept staring at my naked and spread body, and their
accusing eyes were enough. My tits and pussy did not only hurt, they were still
swollen and slightly red from Amber's doings from before I had slept, and
although I could admit that I had liked part of the things she had done to me,
it was an entirely different thing when they stared at me like it had been a
deadly sin to like that being done to me. Maybe it was in their eyes, but for me
there was no way out, so why shouldn't I take it from the best side there was?



It didn't take long for Amber to return with her "guest". She had re-dressed and
was now wearing fishnet stockings under her high-heeled boots, and instead of a
bra she only wore a harness that let most of her breasts free. Only a very small
string tanga rode low on her hips. If she had been alone I might have even
gaped, but the man accompanying her made me lower my head submissively. Or at
least from the outside it might seem like submissiveness, but the gaze he
directed at me made me squirm somehow. He looked like Amber had described him,
cruel and harsh, with short black hair and clad in leather pants and boots, and
nothing else. Next to Amber's two well-muscled flunkies he might have seemed
lean and tall, but an inner strength made him move with grace and swiftness. The
muscles on his arms looked like he was used to training them a lot.

"So these are your three new girls?"

He circled around us like a shark around his prey, with Amber waiting somewhere
out of my sight. When he passed behind me I could feel him stop, and I tensed up
involuntarily. When he slapped my ass I nearly cried out, not because of pain
but just because of startlement, but could hold it back. My two friends of
course screamed like he had really hurt them when he briefly caressed their
bodies. After finishing his round he came to stand next to Amber again.

"They all look rather pretty. Where did you get such jewels in this drab world?"

Amber snickered, a sound I had until now not heard from her, and it didn't fit
her very well. Somehow she seemed a bit nervous.

"The usual. Picked them up outside some club, they were too drunk to really
resist. Only after bringing them here I realize what they might bring on the
market."

I for sure hadn't been drunk, and I still felt the bruises that had followed
that, but considering her telling me not to struggle it seemed logical to let
this detail fall unsaid under the table.

The man only grunted, then went inside the circle the three of us formed. I
still kept my eyes locked on the floor, trying to be as unnoticeable as
possible, which wasn't much, considering my naked and bound state. To my luck he
turned first to Sarah and Jenny, swiftly examining them, and drawing more
screams and whimpers. As always I thought them a bit pathetic, but considering
the way he looked at us I could somehow understand that the girls didn't want
him touching them.

Then he turned. At first he did nothing but simply stand in front of me and
looking me up and down. When he reached out to touch my breasts I shied away a
bit, but only barely, but it was enough for him to notice it. He than grabbed my
tits more firmly and began to twist my nipples between his thumb and forefinger.
It took most of my strength just to shut my mouth and try not to shout. It
didn't hurt as much as some hours ago, but was still rather painful.

"It seems like you have used her quite well. Is there anything special about
her, or why have you treated her differently than the others?"

Still not looking up I could only hear Amber's heels clicking on the floor as
she came to stand near me.

"Well, just today I began the next step of her training, before I heard that you
wanted to pay me a visit. I didn't continue with the other two girls, thinking
that maybe you might want to step up to that task."

Again he uttered some sound, then hooked his fingers under my chin and raised my
head up until I had to meet his eyes, straining my neck muscles a bit. I could
feel more shivers running over my entire body, which made my nipples hard and
erect, and hurt some more. The man only frowned, and resumed his study of my
face.

"She somehow looks calmer than the other two. Do you have her on sedation?"

Amber now came to stand right next to him, briefly directing a warning glance at
me.

"No, I want them to feel all the pain. She's just more complacent. And she
hasn't been through the same things as the other two, maybe she seems so calm
because she doesn't know what's all ahead of her."

"You didn't treat them exactly the same?"

The man sounded a bit amused, but somehow it also sounded rather accusingly.
Amber only shrugged.

"She's still a virgin, and knowing that might interest you I kept her that way,
modifying her training a bit."

He studied me again, then knelt down in front of me and looked at my sex,
drawing my pussy lips apart to get a better look at me.

"Are you sure? I can't really see much this way."

Amber looked a bit disgruntled and then shrugged.

"She's nearly twenty, and as you can see rather the sportive type, so her hymen
might have broken years ago. But believe me; the way she squirms she never had
anything thicker than a finger up that tight cunt of hers."

The man got up again, wiping his fingers briefly on my thigh.

"Sounds rather unusual of you not to take that opportunity."

Amber simply smirked.

"There are other ways to have a girl, which keep her more effectively from
enjoying it. You wouldn't believe how she screams when you ram a dildo up her
ass without stretching her much beforehand. In that she is really very
refreshing."

Without another word the man turned away from me and again looked at my two
friends. He than went over to Sarah and again looked her up and down.

"I guess I'll take her for sure and maybe that other one there, too."

He pointed at Jenny. Both of them looked rather dumbstruck, and very near to
dissolving in tears. Somehow I could understand them. But at least he hadn't
picked me.

"Do I have to decide that right now, or can I play around with them a little
while?"

Amber extended her arms, indicating the whole room by doing so.

"You're my guest, so feel completely at home. You can use everything I keep in
my humble home."

The man nodded, and then again turned to Sarah.

"Let's see how you look all tied up."

He then went to the winch on the wall behind Sarah and released the tension of
the chain that held her straight up. She only lowered firmly to the soles of her
feet and didn't even try to get away when he took his time lowering the chain
even further. When he returned to her she just stared wide-eyed at him. The man
then bent down and released the spreader bar from between her feet, instead
attaching it to her ankle cuffs.

"Sit down, slut!"

When she didn't comply fast enough he slapped her hard on the face, what made
her whimper, but she sat down nevertheless. Now the chain binding her wrists
together was unhooked and instead transferred to the eyelet in the middle of the
spreader bar. At last her wrists were also chained to that eyelet, which forced
the girl to bend forward.

With an evil grin the man went to the winch again and began to lift the spreader
bar up again. It was somehow fascinating to see how Sarah was lifted up, with
her legs spread wide and her arms attached to the bar, somehow keeping her in a
bent position although she was hanging in the air. While all this happened she
had begun to cry softly.

Sarah was suspended about one metre above the ground when the man stopped the
winch and came back to her. He patted her on her bare buttocks and grinned
evilly down at her. Then he began running his fingers over her shaven mount,
which made her squeal even more. When one of his fingers entered her ass briefly
she cried out loud. He didn't tell her to shut up but instead began to finger
fuck her pussy, first with one finger, then with two, and finally trying to
squeeze a third one into her, too. Sarah's whines got louder, even when he
withdrew his fingers again and went to one of the cabinets on the wall to get a
paddle.

"It really seems like she hates it. She is completely dry, I've seldom seen a
woman absolutely not react to that kind of treatment."

He grinned back at Amber.

"You must have had some good time with her. Still I wonder why her cunt is not
yet fucked raw."

Amber gave a slight shrug.

"I hadn't had the time to do it myself, and I don't want my boys to enjoy them
that much. But I'm sure you'll change this."

She sounded like she didn't mind what happened to the girls, and I began to
wonder if she really meant it that way. At least with me I had always had the
impression that although she wanted to hurt me she never overstepped my limits
and wouldn't really damage me that much. Maybe I had been wrong, and that
thought made me shiver even more.

The man now began to caress Sarah's ass with the wooden paddle. She just sobbed
and cried softly. When he slapped her across one of her ass cheeks she let out a
keening howl, soon broken by another one as he slapped her again. Her shouts
echoed through the dungeon, only accompanied by the sound of the paddle
connecting with her flesh.

He must have been working on her for over three minutes and the flesh of her
buttocks and thighs was red all over, when he gave her a last powerful slap that
sent her swinging in her chains and stepped away from her to lay the paddle on
the floor. Before she had stopped howling he again probed her pussy forcefully
with two fingers, this time not stopping after inserting them, but fucking her
for some more minutes. Over the whole time the girl whimpered and cried, and the
sounds made every hair on my body stand up.

When he finally let go of her and turned his attention to Jenny, Sarah seemed to
sag a bit in her bonds, and I could now see how red and swollen her behind was.
It looked like it not only hurt a lot, but would do so for quite some time.
After pinching and squeezing Jenny's breasts he turned again to Amber.

"Do you have an arm binder somewhere here?"

Amber nodded and went to one of the cabinets, coming back with a leather
construction that looked like two sewn-together gloved. The man had meanwhile
lowered Jenny's chain and was now unhooking her bound wrists. He then unbuckled
her wrist restraints and told her to put her hands behind her back. The girl
complied quickly. He then took the binder form Amber and worked some time behind
Jenny's back. I couldn't see what was going on, but in the end Jenny was leaning
a bit forward, and when he briefly turned her around a bit I could see that her
arms were encased in leather up to above her elbows. He now hooked the chain to
the middle of the binder and drew it up again, in so doing drawing sounds of
pain from Jenny when her arms were lifted up behind her back and she was forced
to bend forward a bit to keep her balance.

"Straighten up, bitch, or I will teach you what pain really means!"

Jenny did as she was ordered, or at least tried to, but she looked rather
wobbly, and her face was contorted by pain. The man then picked up the paddle
again and came to stand in front of her. She looked up at him and tried to say
something, but he slapped her hard with a hand across her face and silenced her
by this.

Then he took her left breast into one hand and began to slowly slap it with the
paddle. The girl soon sobbed, and when he tightened his grip on her tender flesh
and began to slap her more forcefully she cried out loud. He then continued his
work on her other breast, making her cry even more. When he stopped her boobs
were red all over.

Like he had done with Sarah before he also probed Jenny's pussy, and after
seeming satisfied he stepped back and began to slap her tits from a distance.
The girl screamed every time the paddle connected with her breasts, but she
couldn't draw away, and her bound arms made her tits jut out even more so that
he had an easy time slapping them. Then he stopped again and checked her pussy
once more before turning around to face Amber once more.

"They are both really incredible. Neither of them has gotten really wet, and
they are really in pain. I hope you don't mind selling them both together?"

Amber smiled briefly, and then shook her head.

"No, I don't mind as long as I know that you will take good care of them. If you
want to you can take them right away, after getting a taste for it now."

He seemed to consider that for some moments, than shook his head.

"A kind offer of yours, but nevertheless I'll try her out, too. She looks too
good to be left untreated."

He than came over to me, and I could feel myself getting nervous. After seeing
what he had done to my friends I didn't want him to come even close to me. And
another thing made me a bit itchy. Even if Amber hadn't masturbated me before I
might have been wetter than my friends, but she had done a good job in doing so,
and I could feel the fluids still clinging to my pussy and upper tights.

As the man had done with the other girls he lowered the chain that held me bound
upright, and just for a few seconds I thought about bolting or at least trying
to struggle. I still had the spreader bar tied between my knees which would make
running more than impossible, but at least I would be able to put up a fight.
But a very warning glance from Amber stilled me, and so I only lowered my hands
so they were cuffed in front of me instead of trying something more.

Then my wrist cuffs were unfastened from the chain and the man told me to bend
forward. While I did this, bringing my ass up in the air, and for my own taste
too near to his face, he unbound the spreader bar and re-attached it to the
floor. Then he chained my wrists to my ankle cuffs, securing me in my
doubled-over position.

For some moments nothing happened, and I began to hope that he might loose
interest in me, but his feet reappeared beside me, and I could feel him looping
a belt around my middle. He buckled the leather strap too tightly, nearly making
it impossible for me to breathe for some moments, and then I could feel the belt
being lifted slightly when he attached the chain from the ceiling to it. After
some more moments of waiting he winched the chain upwards, until I partly lost
the contact to the floor and more hung from the belt than stood there. Somehow
this position was one of the most painful I had ever been in although he hadn't
really begun to do something.

When the man came back from the winch he first touched my raised buttocks and
then slid his fingers over my pussy lips. He didn't need to enter me to get his
fingers wet, and when I heard him grunt I somehow felt ashamed for being the
only one of the girls to be wet even before he had done anything. And I sort of
dreaded that I might react differently compared to the other two.

"Have you used her before, or is she so turned on just from watching?"

He really sounded disgusted, which made me wonder even more, but also let me
hope that he would just do whatever he would do and then let me stay with Amber.
At least she seemed to enjoy getting me wet all over.

"I've masturbated her just before you came to get her awake. After her treatment
yesterday it's more painful for her to be aroused, so I thought I might as well
prepare her for you."

Amber sounded just as indifferent as before, but I could see her tapping one
foot nervously on the floor.

"Then bring me something to clean her up, I don't need her to be aroused to hurt
her. If she were mine I wouldn't grant her the privilege of ever getting that
wet."

Swiftly Amber left my point of view, and when she returned someone began to wipe
my pussy with tissues. Considering the force the tissues were rubbed over my
flesh and then inserted into my pussy I judged that it was the man doing it.

When I was finally cleaned up I heard him go away again, while I could still see
Amber's boots next to me. She didn't say a thing to me, or even tough me, but
somehow her being next to me calmed me a bit. She would surely not interfere
when he hurt me, but I trusted her to keep him from damaging me in any way.

The man returned, and I saw that he was carrying some kind of stick with him. It
wasn't very hard to predict where he would be using it on my body.

I had expected it to sting and had instinctively tensed up, but when he hit my
ass it hurt so much that I couldn't keep from crying out. Amber would have
paused now to let the pain subside and let the anticipation for the next strike
get worse than the strike itself, but the man didn't stop, but relentlessly
swung the stick against my buttocks and upper tights.

Although I had told Amber that I would try to keep as silent and docile as
possible, I couldn't keep from screaming every few strikes because it was simply
too much. If the chained belt hadn't held me upright I would have surely fallen
to the floor, but this way I was nearly immobile, and truly at his mercy.

When the man finally stopped I had screamed myself raw, and even breathing hurt.
Tears streaked my face and I shook with crying. I just prayed that this would be
all and that he would now leave me, but when I felt him probing my pussy and
easily sliding two of his fingers inside because I had again gotten rather wet I
knew that didn't bode well.

He withdrew his fingers as quickly as he had entered me, and wiped them clean
again on my burning ass. I waited for him to say something, like saying that I
was a slut, but he kept silent, instead going away again. Soon he returned, this
time carrying a thicker stick that looked like ridged bamboo.

Before I could even realize what that might mean for me he began striking me
again, harder and faster as before, and with much more force, and for the first
few strikes it hurt so much that I couldn't even scream because the air caught
in my lungs and clenched my throat shut. When I finally could breathe again I
started to scream and howl, but that only seemed to worsen everything. At least
I had the impression that his strikes got harder still.

As abruptly as he had begun he stopped again, but the pain didn't lessen. For
the second time he checked on my pussy, this time positively ramming his fingers
inside my cunt, and by doing this drawing another high pitched scream from me.
The three fingers of his were more than I had even before had inside any of my
orifices, and in the beginning it hurt like hell, like he would be splitting me
open. This time he didn't draw away moments after intruding me but began to
forcefully fuck me, making me whimper and cry every time he plunged into me
again, but soon I felt something inside of me respond to the harsh treatment,
and I got aroused again.

When he inserted a forth finger I felt the muscles in my pussy wall clench up,
and the contraction was running up from my pussy through my whole body. Before
the orgasm had built up fully he withdrew his fingers and stood back from me.

"You can keep her; I don't need a filthy painslut like her in my collection. I
strongly suggest that you bring her over to one of the video sets; there they
can at least make some money with her before they discard her somewhere. She's
worthless in my eyes."

Amber didn't answer that, but right now I didn't pay attention to it anyway. I
just sagged in my bonds and cried, not trying to hold back anymore. I simply
felt used and dirty, and was somehow more ashamed than ever before. He had
clearly tried to hurt me as much as possible, and I had gotten hot by it. He had
withdrawn a moment too soon for me to really come, so now I was just hurting and
feeling bad, but this didn't even lessen the desire that had built itself up
inside of me. Right now I would have done almost everything for anyone to just
fuck me, and that made me cry even more. These were clearly not my thoughts, I
would have never acted like that, but here I hung and cried because they left me
gaping open and unrelieved.

When I got some of my bearings again I could hear the others leave the room.
Sarah and Jenny seemed to resist a bit, but I couldn't see them with my head
bent towards the floor, and so I just stood there doubled-over and bound, and
heard them go away. Then I was alone, and the minutes seemed to drag on. Finally
the burning ache in my pussy subsided, and I felt the air slowly cool my ass
cheeks, but being alone was right now the last thing I wanted. If gave me too
much time to re-think my position.



I had no idea how much time had really passed until the door opened up again,
but it must have been more than an hour. The sweat had dried on my body and made
me shiver, and I was rather cold when Amber came to stand next to me again, this
time alone. For some moments she just stood there, watching me I guess, but I
didn't dare to speak. After having had so much time to think all my desire had
cooled down with my body, and I knew she had seen me react when he had finger
fucked me, and I didn't want her to mention it right now and make me think some
more about it. But that wouldn't have been her if she had just let all of this
be.

"Thank you for behaving yourself so much. You've been a very good girl today."

Amber walked over to stand behind me, and began to gently trace her fingers over
my ass. The bamboo stick must have left welts on my skin because I felt them
burning when she touched me, but it was just a memory of the pain from before,
not enough to even make me wince. When I realized what that meant warmth bloomed
up in my face. For once I was happy to be tied that way because she could
neither see my face, nor know that my red face came from shame and not from
accumulated blood.

The woman then traced her fingers from my ass over my anus to my pussy. Her
gently stroking my labia was enough to rekindle the spark of arousement in me
again, and I moaned against my will. Although she had left me alone so long my
labia and thighs were still wet from my pussy juice. While she stroked gently
from my hole up to my clit and back again Amber continued speaking.

"Don't mind what he said about you, I won't give you away now. You'll stay with
me and be my little toy. Do you want to be my toy, Dari?"

I nodded my head automatically before I even thought about it, and grew ashamed
even more. Amber must have been surprised by my lack of words, because she
stopped stroking me and instead bent down, so that her face was close to mine.

"What is bothering you, my slave? You look so unhappy. Is it because you fear
for your friends?"

Until she had said these words I hadn't even thought about Jenny and Sarah, only
just thought about myself, and this made me even more ashamed, even though I
hadn't thought that possible. The first tears began to built up, and before I
could hold them back I had already started sobbing and shaking in my bonds.

Amber gently stroked my tears away and uttered soothing sounds, gently hugging
my tied form. The feel of her nearly naked breasts pressed against my leg
stopped my tears, but it did nothing to let me gather myself again. I simply
felt like I only consisted of overstressed and undersatisfied nerve ends, only
concerned with my own satisfaction, and not even thinking about the possible
fate of my best friends.

"Now, now, calm down, and tell me, why are you crying? I'm sure he will not be
that harsh with them, considering that he likes his girls docile and unmoved by
his stimuli. You don't have to fear for them."

I had to swallow several times until I could gather my wits enough to reply, but
when I did so my voice was only a husky whisper.

"Until you mentioned it, I didn't even think about them, Mistress. I'm just the
whore he saw in me, only wanting him or you to fuck me, not minding anything
else."

Although I felt like crying more, no further tears came up, and I stayed as
relatively calm as I was. I don't know what I thought how Amber might react, but
she only smiled, leant against my leg for balance, and stroked the upper thigh
of my other leg.

"And that is bothering you so much?"

I simply nodded, not knowing what else I should have said or done, but Amber
seemed to understand me.

"Don't you think any sane woman might have reacted like you when she had been
fucked nearly to orgasm and then simply left hanging out to dry? First the pain
exhausted you, and then your body wanted the relieve like nothing else, a
totally natural reaction, why should you be feeling bad about it?"

I tried to protest, to tell her that her words were wrong, but she silenced me
with a finger on my lips.

"Stop blaming yourself for things there is nothing to blame about. One thing is
true, pain does turn you on, but that is neither an uncommon thing nor something
to abhor. In a so-to-say normal relationship you would never have been as
satisfied in your whole life as you have been here until now, and now that you
accept this and finally learn to relish in it, your body demands to get the
satisfaction it craves, don't let that stupid false modesty get in your way
again. No one gets hurt by your desires, no one gets forced to help you fulfil
them, on the contrary, I take great pleasure from doing that, so why should
there be something bad about it? There's nothing you could have done to worsen
or prevent anything from happening to your friends."

Something was wrong about her theories, and I wanted to tell her that, but I
didn't know exactly what, and her intent gaze on my face made me forget my
arguments. That, and her again fingering my pussy. But for once my resistance
was up, and although I knew that it could bring me more unwanted pain, I spoke
up to her.

"Please, Mistress, stop playing with me. I'm not worth your attention."

That was not exactly what I had wanted to say, but at least I had said no, sort
of, and that was more than I had thought myself capable of. To my surprise Amber
did stop and retracted her fingers from my sex, instead resting them on the leg
she lent on, smearing my fluid pussy juice on my skin.

"If you don't want to, pet, I won't force you. But I strongly suspect that you
do want me to continue, but you only said that to once again hide behind your
modesty. Do I again have to show you how wrong you are?"

I shut my eyes briefly, cursing myself inwardly for being so stupid to let her
leap to that conclusion. Another treatment like today on the gyno-chair was no
way what I wanted. When I opened my eyes again she still watched me closely,
beginning to softly tickle the bend inside my knee, which made goose bumps run
over my body and my nipples stand up erect.

"No, Mistress, you don't have to teach me that lesson again, I now know that I
want you to hurt and pleasure me."

"And?"

I inhaled and closed my eyes again.

"And I don't want you to stop playing with me, Mistress."

I could feel her smile against my leg, but didn't dare open my eyes. It was like
little children closing their eyes and hiding under the covers so that the
monsters under the bed wouldn't get them. If I now looked at her I wouldn't have
anything to hold on to any longer.

"And?"

I sighed, and resigned myself inwardly to my fate.

"And I want you to fuck me until I fall down unconscious, and to hurt me, and
fuck me again, as long and hard as you want. You can do anything you like to me,
but please, just fuck me."

With the last words I reopened my eyes and stared at her, deliberately
forgetting to address her as my mistress. Amber's smile only widened, and she
shifted her weight, so that she was now kneeling on the floor, with her face
very close to mine, only upside down, and looked me strait in the face.

"You naughty, naughty girl, you again didn't show me the proper respect. I think
I will have to punish you severely for that."

I could hear the laughter in her voice, and it made me somehow eager, and happy,
happy that she was willing to put up with me, and not ignore or abhor me for my
needs.

"Please, Mistress, do that, punish your ill-mannered cunt."

Amber looked at me some more, than she brought her face even closer to mine, and
brushed my mouth softly with her lips. When she extended her tongue I eagerly
opened my lips for her to explore my mouth. All too soon she drew away from me,
and the suddenly hungry look in her eyes made things low in my body tighten. For
once I wished that she didn't wear her mask so I could see her whole face.

Slowly Amber got up again, all the while running her hands up my legs and
finally resting them on my buttocks, massaging the red and swollen flesh. It did
hurt, and drew some gasps from me, but it only addend up to the lust that
quickly built inside of me.

"Whatever I will do now to you, I don't want you to come. Do you hear me, cunt?
I forbid you to come, even if you feel like bursting."

I nodded my head and answered her.

"Yes, Mistress, I will not come until you allow me to!"

She then slapped me rather hard, but still playful, on the butt and went off to
go into the other room. Soon she returned with a small crate in her arms that
she placed on the floor behind me where I couldn't look at it even if I strained
hard. She rummaged for some minutes inside of it, then straightened up again and
came to stand behind me before my spread thighs. In her right hand she had a
translucent medium-sized butt-plug, which she held down to my face. Without
having to be told I opened my mouth and eagerly lubed it up with my saliva. She
took her time fucking my mouth with the plug, all the while telling me what a
good cocksucker I might be.

Then she removed the plug from my lips and brought it to my anus. Before
entering me she spat several times at my hole, then grinding the plug with her
added saliva swiftly inside my arse. I sighed happily when I felt it slide into
place, with my muscles tightly clenched around the base.

Amber then showed what she was holding in her other hand. It was a small crop,
with a short handle and a plastic pad at the other end that was about two
fingers to two fingers big. She then began to lightly slap the insides on my
tights, working from mid-thigh up to my pussy, but stopping before reaching it,
then wandering to the back of my legs and up over my ass cheeks. The entire time
she kept a fast, steady rhythm that didn't really hurt, but excited me again. On
top of my buttocks she tapped the base of the butt plug several times, and the
vibrations that produced inside my ass made me moan again.

On her way down to my knees she again avoided my pussy, making me grind my
pelvis back at her in frustration, but the belt around my middle didn't allow
much movement. For two more rounds the woman slapped her way from my knees to
the plug and back again, making me itchier with every slap.

When I had nearly given up my hope that she would come near my pussy she missed
two slaps. When I wondered what would come next she directed the crop directly
at my clit, and made me nearly jump in my bonds. Now being on my more sensitive
areas Amber lessened the strength of her slaps and only gently slapped my pussy
lips and clit, but didn't move away from my sex again, and soon I was moaning
constantly. I could even feel the beginnings of an orgasm built up but I fought
hard to keep it down, and Amber seemed to sense that, because she lessened the
frequency of her slaps, until only every 5 seconds or so the crop made contact
with my flash, until she finally stopped.

I breathed in deeply several times while Amber walked away from me, returning to
her crate, and rummaging some more inside of it. When she came back I had calmed
down to the point where I knew that I could resist most stimuli for some more
minutes.

"I will now loosen your bonds, but I expect you to stay in exactly this
position."

After she saw me nodding Amber bent down and first unhooked the spreader bar and
then my wrist cuffs from my ankle cuffs. Then she loosened the belt around my
waist and unclipped it from the chain. Swiftly she went around me and removed
the parts she didn't need any longer, and then she told me to raise my upper
body up. I did so, slowly, with the muscles in my back hurting form the long
time that I had been in that position. I didn't even think about closing my
legs. While I straightened up the plug moved inside of me and made me rethink my
former thoughts about how long I would last when she chose to really make me
come.

Once straightened, Amber clipped my wrist cuffs together and to the ceiling
chain and went to the winch to shorten the chain again. My arms slowly rose
above my head, but she didn't bring me to my toes, just made sure that I stood
straight while keeping my legs apart. Then she returned to me, smirking all
over.

"You really look like one juicy piece of fuck meat. Now show me those ample
breasts of yours. Show me what you have to offer."

Abidingly I ached my back and jutted my breasts out as much as possible. Amber
grabbed each of them in one of her hands and began to knead them, pinching my
nipples between her fingers. I closed my eyes and sighed, leaving myself fully
at her control. She then began to first lick at my right nipple, then drew it
into her mouth and vigorously sucked on it. I moaned in pleasure, getting even
more aroused by the minute.

Amber bit down gently on my nipple and drew it out long between her teeth before
letting my breast slap back against my body. She then went on to my other tit,
again sucking and licking and gently biting the tender flesh. I leant my head
back and simply relished her teasing me.

She then stopped again, getting some ropes from her crate. For a moment dread
rose inside of me, but when Amber began to wind them first around my front and
back and then tied them around my tits it was not as hard as the one time
before, but only brought a slight pressure to the flesh. After finishing her
work she sucked some more at my breasts and nipples.

When she drew back again and bent down to get something from the box. When she
rose again she held a plastic cup with an attached rubber pumping ball to my
face. Smirking again she took hold of my left tit, firmly pressed the cup on the
flesh and pumped on the ball. Within seconds a kind of pressure built up inside
the cup, and I could feel my nipple and the surrounding flesh being sucked
firmly inside the cup. Swiftly Amber did the same with my other breast, then
stood back and quickly examining the fit of the cups.

"You don't feel it right now, but you'll see, these vacuum pumps can be little
devils if applied long enough, and if they are tightened some more."

She then let action follow her words and pumped again at the rubber balls,
maximizing the vacuum inside the cups. A slight tingle already began in my
nipples, and I could see them stand hard and erect inside the pumps. While the
tingling grew to a very arousing feeling Amber went to my back side and lent
against me, slowly stroking my thighs and over my taught belly, all the while
kissing the flesh of my shoulders. More goose bumps marched over my flesh and
made my nipples hurt a bit more.

Amber left my back and again examined the vacuum pumps. The flesh inside was
slowly turning darker, and my nipples looked like they had swollen to twice
their normal size. The woman then bent down to the crate and took out another
pump. The cup of this one was smaller and a bit tubular. Without further teasing
me Amber knelt down between my spread legs, rested the small plastic cup over my
clit and pumped several times.

I inhaled sharply when I felt the vacuum draw my clit up and hard. While I
battled the rising lust down again Amber got up and resumed her stroking and
kissing my whole body. When she had reached my back again she began to finger
the butt plug, gripping the base and slowly sliding it in and out of my anus.
This was nearly enough for me, the pleasure from the three pumps together with
that being nearly enough to send me over the edge, and I whined in frustration.
Amber then drew the plug out of my ass and let it drop to the floor, to come
standing in front of me again. Meanwhile the tips of my breasts were dark red
and really swollen, and my nipples and clit felt like they might soon be
bursting. Amber looked down at my face and locked her gaze with mine.

"Do you love me, slave?"

I nodded and bit down hard on my lower lip when she gently tugged at the pump
over my clit.

"I want you to tell me, cunt, do you love your Mistress?"

"Yes, I love you so much, Mistress, you are the best Mistress there is, and I am
not worthy of being your slave."

Again she tugged at the clit pump, making me whine at the end of my sentence.

"And because of that you will not come now, will you, my slave?"

I vigorously shook my head.

"No, I will not come, Mistress, but it's so hard ..."

Amber then smiled and moved her hands up to cup them over the cups that rested
over my breasts. Then she pumped two more times at each of the balls, and I
could feel myself get dizzy. The orgasm was just out of reach, and I knew, if I
let myself go now I would come like never before, but I didn't let loose but
fought the feeling.

The woman then raised up on her heels and unchained my wrists from the chain,
but they were still chained to each other. From somewhere Amber produced a short
leash and bound it to the collar that encircled my throat.

"Close your legs and straighten up. Show me your beautiful body."

I did as she told me, but hesitantly, because every slight movement seemed to
tighten the pumps even more, and made sweat break out on my skin. Finally I had
managed it, and Amber smiled at me brightly.

"Now I will lead you to another room. You are not allowed to come on the way to
there."

She then turned around and gently tugged on the leash, moving towards the other
room of the dungeon. I slowly followed her, minding my every step to keep the
rubber balls of the pumps as still as possible, but by the time we had reached
the other room Amber made me rest and gather myself again. Then she led me
through that room and into a third, which I had not yet seen.

It was a smaller room, but also made of dark stone walls, floor and ceiling. On
the other side rested a huge bed full of white and black cushions on a black
spread, lined on both sides with large nightstands. Amber led me towards the bed
and brought me to a halt directly in front of it. I was panting by the time, and
quivering, not knowing how to hold back much longer.

Swiftly Amber cleared some of the pillows away, and then she unhooked the leash
from my collar and told me to lie down on my back. I complied, slowly crawling
on the bed, sitting down and then lowering my back on the spread. The cool silk
felt wonderful under my sweaty hot skin, although my buttocks ached when they
made contact with the bed. It took some time until I really lay there, panting
from the exercise of keeping from coming.

Amber knelt down beside me and gently spread my legs a bit. Then she bent over
me and passionately kissed me. I really relished that kiss, but it made it even
harder to hold back. Amber felt my tension and drew back again, then she cupped
her hands firmly over the breast pumps.

"Again, don't come yet, my sweet."

She pressed some hidden mechanism, and a part of the cups swung away, letting
air into the former vacuum and unsealing the cups. My nipples stayed red and
hard where they had been, growing still harder in the cool air of the room. I
bit down harder on my lip and tensed up all over. Anything she did now would
make me come, that I knew, although I tried as hard as I could to keep from it.

Amber then bent again over me, rose up again and came to kneel between my legs.
She bent up towards my face and smiled again, grabbing the clit pump gently with
her free hand, opening the mechanism, and drawing the cup from my clit. I
inhaled sharply and felt myself being swept over the edge, only barely hearing
her telling me to come for her.

Wave after wave of pleasure rolled over me, and never seemed to subside. While I
writhed on the bed Amber crawled over me, straddling me, grinding her crotch
into mine and twisting my engorged nipples. I cried out loud and felt like being
in heaven. It seemed to last forever.

Then she got up again and began to undress. I just lay panting on the bed and
watched her while she slid down the tanga over her long shapely legs and removed
her breast harness. Her boots and mask she let on. For a while she stood next to
the bed and gazed down at me, while I admired her gorgeous body.

Finally she climbed back on the bed, took my still chained wrists and unchained
the cuffs, freeing my hands from each other, but swiftly cuffing me with spread
arms to the headrest of the bed. Then she removed the rope that still bound my
breasts, talking while tending to the task.

"We don't want you running freely around here, now do we?"

I could have said that I had no intention of getting up, but decided to just
wait for her to move on, which she of course did. Slowly she crawled atop me
again, straddling me, and leaning forward, pressing her tits against mine, while
she stroked my face gently.

"Now is the last chance for you to turn back, pet. If you tell me now that you
want to go back to your room and catch some sleep and something to eat and
drink, tell me so. Otherwise we'll go on, but then there's no turning back. Do
you understand this?"

I nodded.

"Please continue, Mistress."

Amber then smiled down at me and began to kiss me passionately, her tongue deep
in my mouth. I moaned against her kiss, raising my body to hers. When she drew
back again she was panting a bit, but smiling.

"Do you want to please your Mistress, cunt? Do you want to lick my pussy?"

I nodded, and then watched her get up and position herself that way that her
thighs were on both sides of my head. She then lowered herself on my face, but
stopped a bit soon, so that I had to rise up a bit to be able to reach her pussy
with my lips and tongue.

While I began to slowly tongue her labia Amber looked down at me and began to
massage her breasts.

"You have ten minutes, if you make me come until then I'll make sure that you'll
come more than once again, too."

I didn't need much further invitation, but took that as an order to move on, and
raised up a bit more to encase her clit with my lips and gently suck on it. Her
pussy was already dripping wet, and soon she began to moan while I licked and
sucked her. When her groans grew louder I briefly stopped sucking her clit and
moved down her labia, entering her with my tongue, then licking back to her clit
and sucking more vigorously. Amber began to grind her pussy into my face, and
although it made breathing for me a bit hard, I could feel that she was about to
come, and that alone kept me going.

With a final sigh I felt her spasming above me, and she stopped moving, but I
continued licking her until she moved away and got up again. Her face was a bit
flushed, and her nipples stood erect and hard. I just wished not to be chained
to the bed so I could raise up and kneed her lovely breasts and suck them.

As always she seemed to read my thoughts, or just knew where I stared, and
cupped her hands over her breasts, pinching her nipples and twisting them
between her fingers.

"Do you want to touch them?"

I nodded, and she smiled, then bent down and briefly licked and sucked at her
right nipple.

"Do you want to suck them?"

I nodded again. The woman's smile grew wider and she crawled next to me, then
gripped her right tit in one hand and bent over me, holding her breast to my
face. Hesitantly I opened my mouth and extended my tongue, slowly licking over
her nipple.

"Don't play with me, cunt, suck."

I then opened my mouth wider and Amber bent down more, pushing her tit into my
face. Greedily I encompassed her nipple with my lips and began to suck hard.
Amber moaned again and let me pleasure her tit for a minute or two. Then she
drew away and presented me the second nipple to suck on, which I promptly did.
When I softly bit down on the flesh she growled, but didn't pull away, so I
continued.

"You are such a cunt, you should see yourself, sucking my tits and eagerly
awaiting me to go on."

Amber got up again and went to one of the night stands. When she came back she
carried a large violet dildo with a head on each end and two pairs of nipple
clamps. Swiftly she climbed atop me again, and smiled.

"Now we'll do this together, so you know, everything you feel, I feel, too, and
if you hesitate, it keeps me away from my pleasure, and you don't want to do
this, now do you?"

I shook my head and waited for her to go on. Amber took the dildo at one end,
raised her pelvis up again and pushed easily half of its length up her pussy.
Groaning she fucked herself with it, then stopped and knelt down. She then took
hold of my legs and raised them. Then she moved closer to me and pushed the
dildo into me in one swift motion. I moaned and pushed myself closer to her,
which seemed to make her smile.

The woman then closed my legs a bit and bent them, so they were halfway between
our bodies. She bent forward and rested part of her weight on my legs and picked
up the clamps. She took hold of her right breast and easily clamped the clamp
down on it, then took one of the clamps of the other pair and applied it to her
other nipple. Smiling down at me she briefly tugged at the chains, then crossed
them in front of her body and clamped them down on my nipples. I whined a bit
when the teeth of the clamps bit into my engorged nipples, but the pain was
drowned by the lust rising in me.

Amber then raised her body until the chains connecting us were tight and the
clamps bit down onto my nipples, then she slowly began to thrust her pelvis into
mine, humping the dildo deep inside my pussy. I moaned and writhed under her,
and every movement seemed to further tighten the clamps, but that only added up
to the pleasure.

Soon Amber was fucking me with all her might, my back arched upwards to lessen
the pressure of the clamps, her rising up a bit more to enhance it. When the
first orgasm hit me I cried out loud, which made Amber pump even harder, and
prolonged my pleasure still. It seemed like forever until she came and finally
sagged down on my torso, letting go of my legs and crawling far up to kiss my
face, while slowly grinding herself into me again. I kissed her passionately and
moaned when she twisted the clamps free, exchanging them with her fingers. When
she finally withdrew the dildo from my pussy I felt somehow open and unfilled,
but the feeling swiftly subsided when Amber hugged her body against mine and
cuddled me, while softly kissing me again.

We lay there for quite some time, kissing and rubbing our sweaty warm bodies
against each other, until Amber finally got up again and replaced her toys in
the cabinet. When she crawled back onto the bed she seemed to be as tired as I
felt, and I wished again to be unchained and be able to hug her as she had
hugged me.

Now she only sat down next to me and looked at my body for some time. Then she
idly began to stroke my breasts, from time to time lightly pinching my nipples.

"Did you like that? Sure you did, you're dripping wet, you cunt."

I just smiled up at her, and tried to move my body next to hers, but she stopped
me with a slap on my thighs.

"It's late, and you've had a long day, today. If you promise me to be a good
slave I'll let you sleep with me here."

I nodded eagerly, and Amber smiled again.

"I thought so. You've made great progress over the last few days. Maybe I'll
even take you with me to the meeting I have in three days. Would you like being
shown off in front of other people, some of them more experienced Masters and
Mistresses as I am?"

I didn't answer at once, thinking about the whole thing. If it went like with
the man today I didn't want to go, but still, the thought somehow excited me.

"You don't have to worry, it won't be like today. At a meeting the owner alone
says what may be done to a slave, and can stop it any time. But wouldn't it be
nice to me used by other people, maybe even some of them at the same time?"

She clearly wanted me to nod, so I did, still not really convinced, but the
smile I earned burnt away most of the uneasiness.

"That's a good slave. And now rest, I'll have to teach you a lot of things until
then. You don't want to embarrass yourself, now do you?"

With that she lay down again next to me, drawing the blanket from the foot of
the bed over us. Swiftly she unbound my wrists from the head of the bed and
instead bound them together in front of my body, connecting them by a long
leather strap with the front of my collar. I couldn't really move my hands but
this way was rather comfortable considering me being bound, and it allowed me to
roll on my side. Amber snuggled against my back, laying one arm across my body
and stroking my belly reassuringly.

"Now rest my little cunt, we have a long day in front of us tomorrow."

Again she kissed me and then lay down again. Soon I heard her breathing even
out, and felt somehow cosy and comforted with her body pressed against my own.
So I went to sleep, for the first time in days satisfied aîd comfortable.



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