TARA'S ADVENTURES
CHAPTER 2
INITIATION
By Tara
Oh, do I ever feel groggy. I'll just lay here with my eyes closed for a
while and let my brain come back on line. That must have been some night; I
can't remember a thing about what happened. However, wait until I tell her
about the dream I had, she will not believe it. I must be thinking too much
about my fantasies, they are starting to creep into my dreams. Let's take a
little inventory here. Head and brain are a little sore. Eyes are sore and
burning. Mouth is dry and feels like I tried to swallow something larger than
me head. Ow! It's my nipples; they're sore and starting to burn. Maybe a
little rub will help. What the...? I can't move my hands. There's something
holding them over my head. Try my legs. My ankles are holding them, must be
those shoes. What the hell is going on here?
"Wake up and open your eyes sleepy head." Veronica whispered in Tara's
ear.
Thank god. Maybe she can explain this to me.
"Come on let's see those baby blues. We have a big day ahead of us and
we need to get started. WAKE UP NOW! GET YOUR LITTLE SLUT SEX SLAVE ASS OUT OF
BED AND MOVING!" she commanded.
What? Slut sex slave? Oh god! It wasn't a dream. That means last
night actually happened. Why does that still excite me? That's it! I've been
in control for so long that being controlled is a relief for me. Well at least
I got it out of my system and I can tell Veronica. She'll untie me and we can
finish our vacation together. Just a second here! This is our vacation
together. She said she was basing this month's vacation on all the fantasies
that I shared with her. Oh god, in all my fantasies I would be abducted to be
used as a sexual play toy by different groups of both men and women. These
scenarios always included bondage, S&M and I was always the submissive. Sort of
summed up last night, doesn't it? Dressed up like a slut, went to a strange
club, bound and gag, used by anonymous people for their sexual pleasure and then
drugged and kidnapped to an unknown place. But why is she still keeping me tied
up? Is this a continuation of last night? And why am I still finding this
exciting? Damn, my mind is racing out of control. I've got to calm down and
get control.
"That's it; I knew you could lift those heavy lids with the right
motivation. Now didn't you enjoy your self last night? There's really no need
to thank me right now but I will find a way for you to take care of that later.
We have a lot to do before the photographer arrives so we need to get you up and
moving."
What she talking about, a photographer? If she wants me to get up, she
needs to do something about the way she has me tied down. I'm definitely
feeling better, but we really do need to talk about this situation.
I could feel a small breeze passing over my body so I must be naked. I
raised my head to look down my body only to see my nipples poking up larger, as
well as redder, than ever. The stockings from last night were still covering my
legs, as the shoes were still securely strapped to my feet. I no longer wore
the dress and the thong had gone missing in action. Where I was, how I got here
and how long I've been here were three questions I could not answer. A sane
person should find this disturbing. However, I found my predicament to be both
intriguing and exhilarating. I turned my head to look at Veronica as she stood
over me. She wore the same boots and collar from last night; however, the rest
of her outfit had changed. A black leather corset now tightly cinched her
torso, pushing her breasts up and together, barely covering her amble nipples.
A skimpy black thong barely concealed her bare pussy. The pair of tight, black
and chrome studded leather gloves covered her hands extending up her arms to
just below the elbow. She was holding a riding crop in one hand while
absent-mindedly tapping it on the palm of the other. She then reached a
leather-encased hand down and grabbed one of my nipples between her thumb and
finger before giving it a pinch and rolling it between her fingers. My muscles
tensed as my mouth opened to draw in a deep breath as I felt the pain stabbing
from my tender nipples. Veronica then reached down to send a stream of spray
from her bottle down my throat into my lungs. She then repeated this with my
other nipple and I received a second dose into my lungs. Will I never learn?
"That should help with the cobwebs in your brain and your stiffness."
She cooed.
The spray started to do its magic almost immediately as I started to
feel my head clear and all my little aches and pains melt away. That's when its
intoxicating effects took over. At first, I thought that it might be a
different spray, but the way I was beginning to feel told me that it was the
same. After a few moments Veronica reached down to lightly cups my breasts in
her palms before she began to tease my nipples once again. My eyes closed and a
hesitating sigh escaped from my mouth. She then slowly ran her hand down my
stomach to my pussy and ran her leather-clad hand over my mound until she had it
cupped in her hand. Then I felt a finger push in between my lower lips and sink
into my now soaked canal. She started to move her finger in and out of my pussy
while letting her hand massage my groin stimulating my clit. My head began to
spin as I found my getting more and more aroused. She managed to work me to the
point of orgasm and stopped
"Not quite yet. I still have plans for you." She mocked, forcing her
leather covered finger into my mouth commanding me to suck off my juices.
"After all I never really got the chance to fuck you last night even though you
managed to get me so horny I had let anyone there have me whichever way they
wanted. As a result your next mind blowing orgasm will come from me fucking
you." Veronica announced.
Veronica now released the chains holding my wrist cuffs and the ankles
before she helped me to sit up on the edge of the bed. It took a few moments
for my eyes to focus as I looked around to see a room that resembled a dungeon
cell. The walls and ceiling had chains hanging from rings everywhere. Fixtures
that looked like torches hooked on the walls giving the room the dim lighting
you'd expect to see in a dungeon lighted this cell. I was sitting on a narrow
bed with a rather basic wrought iron frame looking over at a thick wooden table
in the center of the room. On the far end of the room, a large barred door
looked like something out of an old movie. Next to this door, stood a large
cabinet with two padlocked doors giving it a rather ominous feeling. There was
a shower, vanity and toilet along the left side of this room with the only
privacy provided by the curtain that wrapped around the toilet. The shower
however was open for all to see with its clear glass doors. A full-length
mirror dominated the wall behind the bed, such as you would expect to see in a
dance studio. Veronica then placed the end of her crop under my chin and used
it to guide me to my feet as she pressed her lips to mine, probing my mouth with
her tongue. I started to feel myself melt into her and my fears just seemed to
disappear. She then pulled away, her face taking on that same hard look of
dominance as she pointed her crop towards the closet doors next to the bed.
"You'll find all the clothes and undergarments you will be required to
wear in those closets. However from time to time you will be required to wear
special outfits and they will be supplied when needed." She instructed. "Also
all the toiletries and make-up you will be required to use can be found in the
vanity."
Veronica then gave me my instructions. I had exactly 2 hours to eat and
get ready for the photo shoot. She handed me an envelope and told me to follow
the instructions so I would properly done up for the photos. I was to shower,
apply makeup and get dressed in the clothes that are in the closet as
instructed. I heard the barred door clang as it opened and Francesco walked in
carrying a tray of food, which he placed it on the table before he turned and
left without saying a word. Veronica ordered me to eat and get ready because I
had a big day ahead of me, then turned and walked out the door as the bars
closed behind her.
I realized just how hungry I was when aroma from the tray hit my nose.
I haven't eaten for god knows how long. I started to walk over to the table and
almost fell flat on my face as my sky-high heels abruptly slipped off my feet.
I guess she forgot to tell me she released the straps before leaving. When I
lifted the cover off the plate of food, I thought to myself that I might be a
slave however; they are feeding me like a queen. I didn't realize how hungry I
was until I devoured everything on the tray. After I was finished, I felt much
better, full of energy, and leaned back in the chair to relax for a few moments.
Suddenly the realization that I had no way of telling what time it was struck me
and I mentally felt Veronica's crop striking my ass, punishing me fro my
tardiness.
I picked up my sheet of instructions and scanned them to discover that
they weren't much different from those I had received at the office. I walked
over to the closet to find the outfit I was instructed to wear (it was to be
labelled for me) to discover that the clothes Veronica had packed for me were
nowhere to be found. All the dresses, skirts, slacks and tops were made of a
similar material as the dress that I had worn last night. They also appeared to
be just as tight, revealing and sluttish. There were also some very sheer cat
suits and one-piece bathing suits (I've seen napkins with more fabric). Along
the bottom of the closet, there was a large selection of footwear, shoes and
boots, all of which had very high heels except for the two pairs of runners. I
started to look through the drawers and found many thongs, g-strings, stockings,
garters and bikini bathing suits. There was also a selection of skimpy t-shirts
and very short shorts, that just like the slacks, had zippers that ran from the
front, down and up back to the waistband. The look and feel of all these sexy
clothes was beginning to make me flush with excitement as a sensual warm swept
over my body. I pulled the labelled outfit from the closet and placed it on the
bed before returning to the table for a long drink of wine, hoping it might help
calm me down. As I removed the stockings, from the previous night, I felt
myself becoming both anxious as well as sexually excited by the mystery of what
was to come next.
It was now time to get ready quickly and I hopped into the shower.
After scrubbing myself thoroughly, making sure to remove the last remnants from
last night, I rinsed and towelled off before applying the make-up, lotions and
sparkles according to Veronica's instructions (again feeling the mental sting
from Veronica's crop). Moving over to the bed I watched myself in the mirrors
amazed at how slutty and sexually charged I looked with the make-up, body
sparkles, bare pussy and my crimson nipples standing large and erect. I found
myself getting even more excited as I quickly got dressed in the outfit I had
laid out earlier on the bed. First, I put on the stockings, making sure the
seams in back were straight, then the shoes that I had been wearing from last
night. I then shimmied into the flimsy dress before straightening and smoothing
it down (I was not to wear undergarments). Stepping away from the bed, I stood
before the mirrors to be amazed at my transformation in just 24 hours.
The dress was just as tight and short made from the same thin, stretchy
material as the dress I had been wearing last night. Only this time it was a
bright, shiny red. The very thin halter straps ran from behind my neck to cover
my breasts, leaving their sides well exposed. The halter straps formed over my
breasts like a second skin, my swollen nipples poking through, held together by
a thin strap beneath them. The halter straps finally joined below my navel but
before exposing my pussy. The hem barely covered the lace tops of the stockings
as the tight fabric formed around my thighs moulding provocatively over my pussy
mound. The dress left my back exposed to just above the cleft of my ass except
for another thin strap running under my shoulder blades (ensuring the front
stayed formed over my breasts). As in front, the hem barely covered my stock
tops and the tight material formed over my legs and ass cheeks burying into the
cleft. The stockings were black and very sheer with a subtle shimmer to them.
They pulled up to the top of my legs leaving the lacy tops to lightly and
seductively tease my bare pussy The shoes finished off the look strapped
seductively around my strong slender ankles. A warm wave of sexual desire
washed over my body as I remembered that I would not be able to remove these
shoes and the visions of my bondage played in my mind.
I decided to finish the wine and get a little more practice walking in
these tall heels while getting a closer look around this cell. There wasn't
much else to see except for the all the hooks and rings mounted into two of the
walls and the ceiling (some with chains and manacles attached). The floor,
walls and ceiling all seemed constructed of stone, which seemed too perfect to
be real. I found myself becoming mesmerized as I walked around this cell
feeling the cool stone and fondling the chains and manacles. The wine was
having a definite affect on me, not in a drunken way, but making my whole body
warm as my skin tingled erotically. I was so intent on studying the cell as the
warm glow washed over me that I barely noticed clank of the barred door as it
opened.
Veronica strutted in wearing her same evilly mischievous expression,
slapping her crop into her palm, followed closely by Francesco. Veronica walked
over and used her crop to guide me to center of the room, to stand near the
table. She reached up and adjusted the halter straps of the dress, smoothed its
fabric over my breasts and adjusted the hem. Stepping back she silently looked
me up and down with a lustful eye while running her crop down the front of me,
letting its leather tongue rest against my pussy mound. I shifted restlessly as
I felt my body flush yet once again and my pussy began to moisten. She then
placed her hands on my shoulders and turned me around until I was facing the
large mirrored wall at the far end of this cell.
Francesco then walked over to the table behind me and placed a black bag
on its top. He then opened it and reached into its interior pulling out a black
leather strap, which he handed to Veronica. She stepped behind me, then wrapped
it tightly around me neck before locking it in place. It was a black leather
collar, soft padding on the interior, with a small chrome carabiner hanging down
the front with a small lock. Chromed D-rings hung down from both sides (and the
back I assume). She remained silent as did Francesco and I dared not ask any
questions unless I wanted to feel the sting of her crop. Veronica then reached
around leaning her body into my back and used the lock to attach a chain to my
new collar. She let the chain drop allowing it to hang between my breasts and
brush against my now sensitive pussy. She cupped her hands over my breasts and
took each nipple between a thumb and index finger pinching them as she rolled
them between her fingers. I heard her gasp in a deep breath at the same time as
me, our bodies pressed into each other. She then whispered seductively into my
ear.
"Do you have any idea how much you have me turned on? You little slut,
your going to be mine tonight and there's nothing you can do about it. The next
couple of days are going to initiate you into a completely new world, a new
lifestyle. By the time we're finished, you won't ever want to return to your
old boring life."
With that said, she gave a tug on the chain (which I now realized was a
leash) turning me around. A quick stoke from her crop on my thinly covered ass
and another tug on the leash had me heading towards the cell door behind her and
Francesco. We stopped just outside of the cell as Veronica turned to me and
used her crop to twist my head up to see a mountain of a man standing next to
the door.
"This is Bruno. He will be your keeper and protector while you are
here. I'm your 'Mistress', Francesco is your 'Master' and Bruno is your
'Protector'." She informed me. "Now give your protector a nice kiss."
I stopped and hesitated wondering what she was talking about and soon
received another whack from her crop immediately followed by another. I quickly
moved over to Bruno to give him a kiss before, my now stinging ass, received any
more punishment. Even in these heels, this man towered over me. Then I felt
the sting on my ass again. I quickly reached up, wrapped my hands behind
Bruno's neck pulling myself up off my feet and planted a nice juicy kiss on his
lips. I received absolutely no response from him and let myself drop to the
ground in disappointment.
"That will prove that you can not influence your keeper. He will not
let himself be swayed by your sexual advances; no matter how hard you try,
unless one of us gives him permission to use you." Veronica kindly informed.
"Bruno, grab her tits." Francesco instructed. "Feel how large and firm
they are? See how big and hard her nipples have become. We'll have lots of fun
with this one."
Bruno immediately followed his instructions and gently took hold of my
breasts to massage them in his massive hands. I would never have thought that a
man as massive as Bruno could have such a gentle touch. I felt my knees weaken,
purring softly, as he agreed with Francesco. Veronica gave a sharp tug on my
leash pulling me around and away from Bruno. Francesco pulled each of my hands
out in front of me as he latched cuffs tightly around my wrists. My arms were
now locked behind my back as Veronica began lead me down the hallway. As we
walked down the hall, I found myself becoming more anxious about what would
become of me. Even this seemed to excite me as I felt my body tingle with a
prickly warm as my pussy began to moisten with more of my juices.
I have no way of knowing what these people had planned to do with me.
Even though I have known Veronica for over past two years and we have become
best of friends (or so I thought), do I really know her. Francesco and Bruno I
had never met before last night and look what happened to me last night. I
can't say that I was an unwilling participant last night, or was it a result of
the drug that they are obviously using. Then I have never felt truly drugged or
drunk, so maybe what they have been giving me only lowers my inhibitions. Is
this what I truly want? I cannot remember ever having the same intense orgasms
that I experienced last night, let alone the number. I'm so sexually aroused
now that I can't think straight. Dressing up like a slut, having my ankles,
wrists and neck so tightly secured and not knowing what awaits me only adds to
my arousal. My mind is racing yet all I desire is sexual. I want to be tied
down and used for pleasure again just as I was last night. God, she right, this
is all I really want.
By the time we reached the stairs at the end of the hall my mind was
swimming in a pool of sexual desire. Reaching the top landing the warmth of
sunlight helped settle my mind as my head cleared somewhat. They gave me a few
moments to let my eyes adjust and I noticed a large room to my left and a short
hallway to my right. Veronica gave a tug on my leash and continued to lead me
down the hallway to the door at the end, which Francesco opened and we followed
him through.
The room looked every bit like a photo studio. The far wall had the
typical backdrop with light stands, tripods and cameras all around. On one
side, there was a vanity covered with lotions, potions and make-up with a
barber's chair in front. The other side had a table covered with different
chains, restraints, sex toys and more lotions. All about the room there were
different 'apparatus', some I could identify others I've never seen before. A
tug on my lease followed another crop stroke to my ass and I was lead to the
area in front of the cameras as the lighting on the backdrop began to change.
Veronica removed my leash and commanded me to stay still, as one would a dog
before walking back behind the cameras. A man entered through a door at the
back of the room before calmly walking up to the cameras. He gave me a quick,
disinterested look and leaned down to look through the viewfinder of a camera.
Suddenly the lights began to flash brightly startling me like a deer caught in
the headlights of a truck. Then the lighting changed, this time more subdued
with deeper colours. The photographer started to bark instructions as to how he
wanted me to pose and where I was to look. At first, I just stood there stunned
until I noticed Veronica as she stood off to the side tapping her crop against
the palm of her hand. I quickly focused all my attention on the photographer's
instructions completely.
"Ok, everything is set; I'm finished with the set-up shots. You can do
the slut up any way you want, just make sure you keep her within the marks on
the floor." The photographer barked to Veronica.
Veronica and Francesco walked over to the stage and bound me into the
first of many different positions I would be photographed in today. My bondage
ranged from light with only my hands and ankles bound to rather strict hogties
using various gags used and then the use of many of the apparatus in the room.
They were always very careful to ensure that my pussy and ass remained covered
but just enough to tantalise. For three and a half hours the photographer
clicked away while Veronica and Francesco posed me in my various bound and
gagged positions. They also took pictures depicting Veronica and Francesco
using different whips and paddles on me, but only in mock for the camera.
Veronica and Francesco seemed to be satisfied with how the photo shoot had gone
and the photographer said he had all the shots he would need for the layout.
That's when Veronica told the photographer that she still wanted a few more
shots for her private collection.
I was still kneeling down on a thick, plush carpet, my arms outside of
my legs with my wrists cuffs locked to the ankle straps of my shoes. My ankles
were held wide by a spreader bar as my knees were strapped together. I watched
as Veronica began slipping on some type of thong harness with two very life-like
dildos attached. One was mounted on the interior, which she easily pushed into
her own pussy, the other jutted menacingly out front betraying its purpose.
After making sure the harness fit nice and snug she walked over to me with her
large, hard phallus bobbing comically in front of her. I started to giggle only
to be rewarded with a stern glare and with a series of quick, stinging strokes
to my ass with her crop. She continued the assault on my ass as she stood
before me and grabbed a hand full of my hair. She pulled my head back, pushed
the dildo between my open lips and let it slide over my tongue. She slowly
began to work that fake cock towards the back of my mouth and into my throat as
I felt the final stroke of her crop against my ass. Veronica kept working her
fake cock into my mouth telling me to get it nice and wet. It was obvious by
the way she was moaning that the dildo inside her harness was working its magic
on her.
She stood rigid for several moments before slowly pulling the dildo out
of my throat and mouth. Veronica's skin glistened with a fine coating of
perspiration betraying the orgasm she must have just experienced. She now took
up a kneeling position behind me before placing a palm between my shoulder
blades and pushing my shoulders down to the carpeted floor. My ass now jutted
high into the air leaving my juicy pussy and tight bud well exposed. Veronica
wasted little time as I felt the fat head of her artificial cock rub against my
now fully engorged clit as she worked her thumb in and out of my pussy. After a
few minutes of this manipulation I found myself quickly climbing towards orgasm
just as Veronica pulled out her thumb to replace it with her 'cock'. She slowly
filled my vaginal channel with its girth as I felt its heavily veined exterior
tease my inner walls. Once fully inserted I felt myself begin to drift away on
a sea of erotic arousal as I moved even closer to the edge of orgasm. Veronica
must have sensed this as she slowly withdrew from me to causing my impending
orgasm to abate somewhat. Then suddenly she pushed her 'cock' back deep into me
while, at the same time pushing her now lubricated thumb into my tender ass.
This was more than I could take and my whole body was violently shaken by the
most intense orgasm I had ever felt. She now grabbed hold of my hips tightly in
her strong hands and began to thrust into me. My initial orgasm never
completely had a chance to subside as it was followed by one then another.
Veronica's moans and screams mingled with my own as she thrust into me one last
time, her body shaking in orgasm.
Veronica pulled out of me; fell onto her ass on the carpeting, leaving
us both panting heavily from our orgasms. I could feel my juices running down
the inside of my thighs as Francesco released me from my restraints. Once
released, I collapsed onto the floor in sexual exhaustion as Veronica removed
her harness, pulling the dildo out of her soaked pussy. The photographer
announced, rather matter-of-factly, that he was finished and would go and
develop what he had; she would be able to make a decision in a couple hours. I
have no idea what decisions she had to make concerning these photos but if they
were to get out in public, I would sue the ass off them all and anyone that even
talked to them. Veronica absent-mindedly gave a wave of her hand to dismiss him
while still trying to regain her composure. He then returned to the room he
came out of earlier. Must be a darkroom, I thought. A part of me was
definitely interested in seeing how much of a slut I looked like in those
pictures. However, knew I would have to wait as Veronica reattached my leash to
my collar. Once pulled to my feet my dressed was smoothed out, my wrists locked
behind my back and led me from this room.
Once back inside my cell Veronica guided to the center before hooking my
wrists to a chain hanging down from the ceiling. She unhooked the halter of my
dress allowing it to fall to the floor. She cupped her leather encased hands
around my firm breasts and teased my nipples between her fingers. One of her
hands lightly snaked its way down my body until it cupped my pussy mound while
the other continued its manipulation of my breast and nipple. A low sensual
moan escaped from my lips caused by the erotic feel of the soft leather rubbing
against my sensitive mound.
"You like that don't you? A slut like you just doesn't seem to get
enough. We'll just have to see if we can satisfy that appetite of yours over
the next few weeks. First you need to go through a little training to ensure
you are the perfect little slut slave." She whispered into my ear.
This is the first time I had been given any idea how long my sexual
enslavement was going to last. This is when I started to become frightened
about what was to become of me. There was no way she would let me go once they
were finished with me. Would I just disappear? Then as though she was reading
my mind, Veronica reassured me, I think.
"Nothing will happen to you at the end of the month. If you want to
leave and return back to your demanding, yet boring, life you can. However, I
am certain you will want to join Francesco, our organization and myself. If you
leave and try to complain about us to the authorities they will not believe you,
after all we have all the releases you signed earlier. That's right, you
signed."
Veronica then walked over to the closets next to the door and pulled a
key ring from her corset, unlocking them and opening them wide. The closets'
interiors were overflowing with all sorts of bondage tools, whips, paddles and
sex toys. She grabbed something hooked on one of the doors and came back
towards me. She straightened it out and held it up in front of me as Francesco
continued to pull other implements from the closet.
"This will be your training harness for the next couple of days. We
will only remove it from you for showering, when we permit you to sleep and for
those special moments we decide. You will be required to wear it at all other
times. Its design gives us better control over you until we decide that your
training is complete and you will follow orders without question. Do I make
myself clear?"
I might not agree with it but I nod my head to let her know that I
understood what she had just told me. Then I got three rather substantial
strokes from her crop, stinging my ass. What did I do that was so wrong?
'Yes', I tell her. Three more strokes across my ass causing it to begin to
burn. Oh, yes. "Yes, Mistress V." She then lightly massaged my now sore ass
cheeks and reached her hand between my legs to stroke my clit while cooing
menacingly how delighted she was with my quick submission. Damn her, I am not
some little schoolgirl to be punished when I talked out in class. She then
squatted down in front of me, pulling the harness over my feet and up my legs
and before positioning it properly over my body, locking it to my collar both
front and back. It was made of soft yet strong leather and fit my body
perfectly with straps connected by rings criss-crossing me front and back. My
breasts fit through two round openings of leather separating and holding them in
place. The straps around my legs rode up high and framed my pussy while they
slightly pulled my ass cheeks apart. Even though I stood there mostly naked,
except for my shoes and stockings, I felt securely bound.
"You might remember these from last night?" She cooed coyly holding up
three of the objects Francesco had retrieved from the closet.
They seemed to be the same dildo and butt plug that she used on me at
the club with the bar she used to spread out my legs wide. After replacing them
onto the table she reaches for on of my nipples giving it a hard pinch awarding
me with a spray into my gapping, gasping mouth. Again she repeated this on my
other nipple (always twice and I fall for it every time). The spray almost
immediately had its desired effect as I began to fell my mind cloud with lust.
Grabbing the bar, Veronica attached to the straps around my ankles, adjusting it
spread my legs 3 feet wide. Once the bar was attached I heard a whirling and
felt the chain connected to my wrist begin to pull up towards the ceiling. This
forced my arms up behind my back causing me to bend at the waist in order to
take the pressure off my shoulders. By now my head is just lower than my hips
leaving both my pussy and asshole completely open and exposed. Next she
retrieved the dildo and butt plug from the table, which were well coated in
slippery lube. Squatting down behind me I watched her slowly began to insert
them into my pussy and ass as she had the night before at the club. The dildo
entering my overly sensitive pussy caused me to gasp but was nothing compared to
that of the butt plug. The pressure of its tip forcing open my tight passage
made me gasp loudly but its flared shaft brought out guttural grunts as Veronica
pushed it past my untrained sphincter, spreading it wide. I sighed in relieve
as the widest part pushed past my ring as it closed tightly around the thinner
base. Once Veronica had them completely stuffed deep into my holes the initial
pain became forgotten as the rush of ecstasy overcome me. Veronica now reached
between my legs grabbing hold of a zipper closing the crotch of the harness from
the front to the rear. My intruders were now securely held within me ensuring I
would not be able to expel them. Standing up, Veronica attached a lock to the
zipper locking it to my harness.
The whirling began again as the chain began to slacken but only allowing
me to straighten until I was bent over perpendicular to the floor. Veronica
came around to stand before me and used my hair to pull my head up. She showed
me the small remote control she was holding in her hand so I could watch as she
manipulated its keypad. Suddenly my intruders sprang to life sending tingles of
sexual excitement up through my body from my pussy and ass. The vibrations were
even transmitted to my clit through the tight crotch strap of the harness,
adding even more stimulation.
"I'll leave you to get reacquainted, and accustomed, to your friends and
be back a little later." Veronica announced on her way out.
My intruders, along with the spray, worked their magic bringing me to a
heightened state of arousal, leaving me at the pinnacle, without driving me over
the edge. I thought that maybe I could shift my hips back and forth to add that
extra stimulation I needed from my harness. I soon discovered this only put
more painful strain on my shoulder counteracted any advantage gained from the
added friction. This was devious sexual torture. All I could think of was how
much I needed to have an orgasm. Nothing else really mattered at that point and
I squeezed my eyes shut to concentrate on my pussy, hoping to will myself into
orgasm. Suddenly a sharp sting on my ass jerked my eyes wide as Veronica came
to stand in front of me.
"Had enough? Do you want to cum?" Veronica questioned. "Then all you
have to do is ask properly and correctly. If I like the way you ask I'll let
you have the orgasm that you most certainly crave. If not we'll have to
continue this training session until you learn your place."
"Oh, please Mistress V!!! Let me cum, allow me my orgasm. I'll do
anything for you desire if only you let me have my orgasms." I found myself
pleading shamelessly. "I really need you to let me have my orgasms or I fear
that I'll go insane with sexual desire. Please, Mistress, pleeeease!!!" I was
blubbering like an idiot.
Then the vibrations increased and within seconds I experienced another
mind-blowing orgasm that rocked my entire body. My legs started to give way
causing pain to shoot through my strained shoulders and arms. I struggled to
regain my balance as another small orgasm washed over me making it even more
difficult to relieve the pain. Veronica reached over to steady me, pulled me
back up and told me to be careful she didn't want a valuable asset damaged. She
then released my legs from the bar and detached my wrists from the overhead
chain and I slumped to knees gasping for breath. The crop found its mark, once
again, as Veronica told me that my day of training had just begun. I had much
to learn before I would be ready for my adventure tonight. What did she mean
tonight? I was already exhausted. I wasn't in any condition to continue now,
much less carry on into tonight. Veronica grabbed a handful of my hair pulling
my head back until I was sitting back on my haunches. She then quickly latched
wrists to my collar and hooked my ankles together ordering me to keep my knees
spread wide. Moving a chair to the front of me, she sat down splaying her legs
out to either side. Leaning forward she placed her crop under my chin and
lifted my head so I would look her straight in the eye as she began to give me
her rules and orders.
"From this point on you will no longer be Tara the executive but Tara
slut slave. You will now be referred to you as Tara, slut, slave or any
combination. As I pointed out to you before I'm your Mistress, Francesco is
your Master and will be referred to as Master F and Bruno is your protector and
will be referred to as Sir B. You already know that I'm Mistress V. Now for
the pecking order, I'm number one, then Francesco, then Bruno, the guests, any
other staff and finally you. You will be required to follow all orders without
question; you will speak only when spoken to and given permission. All commands
given to you and questions asked of you will be promptly handled in a positive
manner by you or you will receive the punishment that I deem worthy. You will
not be required to cook and clean, as that will be taken care for you. You will
be expected to serve and service the guests without question or complaint. You
are a sex slave and a slut so you will be available to service anyone and/or
everyone, whenever and/or however we want. There will be a number of special
theme events for you to participate in and you are required to make them
memorable for all concerned. If we receive any complaints concerning your
performance you will be punished by and/or for me."
"This cabin and all the property around it belongs to Francesco."
Veronica continued. "There are only two ways to get here, by either boat or
plane landing on the lake, that's how you got here. There are no neighbours
nearby, so running off into the woods is not a good idea unless you want to be a
bear's dinner. Once your training is complete you will have full run of the
cabin and all its amenities but you are always on the sex clock. You can choose
whatever clothing you want out of your closet unless you're Mistress V, Master F
or Sir B requests otherwise. You will always be required to wear your collar
and cuffs to ensure your ease of restraint. We will also be videotaping all
your adventures. If you notice the globes on the walls around your cell, they
conceal cameras connected to both recording machines and the cabin's video
system."
"Your only privacy will be when you are using the toilet. This is
probably the most important rule for you. If at anytime, after your training,
you find someone or something is getting out of hand, or more than you can
handle, use the safe word 'RED', if it is something that you can handle but
getting too intense use the safe word 'YELLOW'. 'Red' will mean for them to
stop and 'yellow' to tone it down a little. If they don't, Bruno will be there
to ensure their compliance. I would suggest that you don't cry wolf or you will
suffer a worst fate than the little boy from the story. This will be the last
time you may ask any questions without being given permission. So if you have
any questions you had better ask now, but any objections will only get you
punished. If you have any questions you may ask them now."
Veronica's speech was straight forward in its strict meaning allowing
little time to formulate any questions but I did have many objections. I
started to open my mouth and raise a few of these objections when Veronica
raised her crop while shaking her head and told me to keep them to myself or
prepare myself for punishment. Now that I understood the rules she was going to
take me on a tour of the cabin and its grounds. She got up from her chair and
moved behind me where she unhooked my ankles and released my wrists from my
collar, helped me to my feet and locked my wrists behind my back. My leash was
latched to my collar and Veronica gave another stroke to my already stinging ass
before taking hold of my leash. With a tug on my leash she led me through the
door in my cell, down the hall and back up the stairs. Instead of turning
towards the studio we went in the other direction and walked out into the large
room I had noticed earlier. The sun streamed in through the large glass windows
and doors that covered one wall, brightly lighting the room. A huge circular
fireplace surrounded by thick leather chairs and sofas dominated the sunken
center of the room. A heavy wooden bar was at the far end of this room with
several stools in front about it. Along the wall opposite the windows there
appeared to some sort of small stage backed by mirrors that curved around the
back of this stage that had three chrome posts that ran down from the ceiling.
"You'll be spending a lot of time in here helping to keep the guests
entertained. This is the central meeting point of Francesco's cabin so for the
most part everyone hangs out and eats here. However during the day when the
weather is good you'll find most everyone out by the pool, beach or dock which
means that you had better be out there also." Veronica instructed.
She then tugged on my leash to follow her out of the cabin. The idea of
going outside practically naked made me nervous as I worried that someone might
see me in this condition. I felt even more self-conscious with my two intruders
making their presence known with every step that I took. When we reached the
door I hesitated and looked outside to make sure there was no one outside that
might see me. This was a big mistake as Veronica then proceeded to use her crop
on my ass like never before. After the first couple of strokes I quickly
scurried outside; however she just followed me and administered five or six more
that renewed the painful burning. She scolded me explaining how she had been
very lenient with me up until now but my attitude really needed to be changed.
She then pulled on my leash so hard that I almost lost my balance and fell to my
knees, but I managed to stumble forward and stay upright. She then showed me
the pool, which was a huge kidney shape, surrounded by a cedar deck covered with
deck chairs and lounges. A path led down towards the lake and beach with a dock
to one side where a couple of boats and a plane were moored. The rest of the
grounds were very well kept and sculpted. Outside the cabin area felt like a
manicured oasis in the middle of an untamed wilderness. I thought under
different circumstances this would be the perfect place to go for a relaxing
vacation. Veronica told me that was all I needed to see for now and led me back
into the cabin and back down to my cell.
Once inside I noticed a television had been moved into my cell and a
stool placed in front of it. I was brought over to the stool and told to sit
facing the television. Veronica then fastened my ankle straps to the rear legs
of the stool that forced my legs to spread open. My wrists were then pulled
down and were chained to a rung behind me forcing my back to arch slightly
ensuring my body sat up straight. This made me very aware of my intruders as my
weight was now centered over my crotch forcing them a little deeper into my
pussy and ass. Just then Veronica was kind enough to have them spring back to
life causing them to dance inside me once again. I don't know what force was
overcoming me but I found that I was beginning to enjoy my treatment at the
hands of Veronica. I found these experiences to be strongly exotic and these
intensely erotic scenarios were making me feel much more horny as time past. I
found that I now began to look forward to the next month of being used as a slut
and sex slave.
Veronica walked over to the closet and returned with a couple more
surprises for me. The first was a very tall collar that she fastened around my
neck. Made from stiff leather it extended up the sides and back of my head.
With its chin rest this collar completely immobilized my head so all I could do
was look straight at the television. Stepping in front of me she held a set of
nipple clamps I recognized from the night before at the club. Veronica reached
down and pinched then pulled at my hardened nipples before attaching them to my
sensitive nipples. They didn't seem as painful as she allowed the clamps to
squeeze my engorged nipples. The pain that shot through my breasts quickly
subsided to a dull sensuous pressure that served to increase my already
heightened sexual desire. I now felt the juices from my pussy begin to pool on
the stool beneath me. She then hooked the chain that connected the two clamps
to a clasp on the front of the collar before she pulled it tight which added to
the pressure on my nipples causing me to draw a deep breath.
"Well, I'm going leave you here to watch a little movie which I think
you will enjoy." She whispered into my ear as the screen before me flashed to a
bright blue. "And to ensure that you have the very best time I've decided to
turn up your two little friends to maximum. Bruno will be in to release you
after the movie and probably have a little fun with you, so enjoy."
Her heels clicked on the stone floor as she left the cell while my
intruders slowly began to increase their vibrations causing waves of ecstasy to
begin to flow through my body. Just as the cell door clanged shut the screen on
the television jumped to life and there I was Francesco's big cock being shoved
into my greedy mouth. Then after he was finished the screen cut to me getting
cock after cock jammed into my hungry mouth as I eagerly sucked and gobbled for
all I was worth. Cum seemed to be everywhere as it was shot down my throat, in
my face and on to my exposed breasts. Not only did I look like the biggest slut
in the world, I acted just like that slut. I soon realized that they had taped
the entire evening of me being thoroughly gangbanged tied down to the table in
the club. I couldn't take my eyes off the screen as orgasm after orgasm rocked
my body. The 'movie' ended with me in the van being fucked up the ass by
Francesco while my face was buried in Veronica's pussy. I sat there on the
stool in complete sexual euphoria silence as orgasm and orgasm swept over my
mind and body. By the time I heard the cell door unlock and heavy footstep
approached me I felt myself sinking it a world of sexual addiction and total
submission.
"Did you enjoy your movie, you little slut?" I heard from behind me as
Bruno began to remove my posture collar and reattached the chain of my nipple
clamps to my other collar. He now came around to stand in front of me.
"Watching your movie sure got me horny, how about you? I bet a little fucking
cum slut like you can never get enough cock stuffed into all her holes. You're
the one responsible for me being this horny so I think it only fair that you be
the slut to give me my relief." He said as he let his pants drop to the floor
before kicking them to the side. He towered over me with his already swollen
cock slapping against my face. Pulling my head back by the hair, Bruno grabbed
his large engorged cock with the other hand and pressed its head against my
waiting mouth. "Ok slut, show me just how good of a cocksucker you are. That's
it slut, suck on your treat."
Bruno didn't waste any his time as he forced his cock to the back of my
mouth and began to work it into my throat. Suppressing my gag reflex I was soon
able to relax my throat enough to accommodate his girth. Every time he thrust
his cock to the back of my mouth my head would jerk backwards, pulling on the
chain connected to my nipple clamps, resulting in a sharp pain coursing through
my breasts. This treatment, along with the constant buzzing of my intruders
soon had another orgasm building within me. Just as I reached my peak I felt
his muscles tense before he pumped my mouth full of his cum, sending it shooting
down my throat. Once finished filling me with his semen he nonchalantly pulled
out of my mouth and wiped the remnants from his cock on to my face. Bruno
removed my nipple clamps and I felt another intense burn as the blood rushed
back into my abused nipples. He unhooked my restraints, leaving my wrists well
secured behind my back, before pulling me up from the stool, by my arm, and
roughly pushed me over towards the bed. He stopped me short of the side of the
bed and used his feet to push my legs wide before re-attaching the spreader bar.
Once he had the bar attached, he pushed me down to my knees as my thighs pressed
up against the side of the bed. I felt his large hand on my back between my
shoulder blades just as he forced me to bend over across the mattress of the
bed.
I lay there with my face pushed sideways into the mattress as I felt
Bruno straddle my hips and bend down to grab my hair at the back of my head.
When he pulled my head back I could see the penis gag he held in the mirror on
the wall. Reaching around, he pushed the rubber phallus into my gapping mouth
until it reached to the back of my mouth just short of entering my throat.
Tears began to flow from my eyes as I fought my desire to gag. My attempts at
protests just came out as muffled gurgles, the thick rubber cock pressing my
tongue down to the bottom of my mouth. Bruno now tightly strapped the gag
around my head and let it drop back down onto the mattress as I felt his
hardening cock poke into my back. He stepped back and allowed to lay prone at
the side of the bed for a few moments. Then I felt him unhook my wrist cuffs
only to have them reattached to two d-rings on each side of my harness.
Bruno knelt down between my legs as I looked up to try to see what was
coming next in the mirror. He slowly opened the zipper on the strap that ran
between my legs, holding the two intruders in my ass and pussy. Once open I
felt his hand take hold of the artificial cock stuffing my pussy and slowly
begin to pull it out causing me to moan with pleasure as my pussy began to
tingle once again. He threw the dildo onto the bed beside my head and saw it
glistening brightly with my musky juices. Lustful anticipation began to
overcome me as I longed to feel my pussy filled, once again, with a real cock
and feel it veiny shaft pound into my sensitive vagina. He had other ideas as
he torturously began to tease my pussy by running its length between my nether
lips allowing its head to brush over my engorged clit. I found myself moaning
over the cock stuffing my mouth as my tongue tried to play along its veiny
shaft.
After several minutes of this sensuous torture, I felt the head of his
rock hard cock pushing at the soppy opening of my canal. Waves of ecstasy
washed over my body as my mind filled with unbridled lust. Bruno slowly pushed
his shaft into me as I tried to help impale myself on his cock. Once buried to
the hilt he slowly withdrew until only the head remained and continued this
motion, his ball sac teasingly bumping against my clit, for several more
minutes. I then felt him hook two finger under the base of my butt plug and
felt it begin to pull out of my ass. The whole time he pulled he kept up the
slowly pace of fucking my pussy. My moans now turned to muffled grunts that
resonated in my ears as the thickest part of the flared butt plug spread my
sphincter muscle wide. Once he had the plug half the way out of my ass he held
it against his body began to fuck my pussy harder while alternately pushing the
butt plug back into my ass. My sphincter muscle soon began to relax,
accommodating the thick plug, as I felt my orgasm begin to build to climax.
Bruno must have sensed my impending climax as he pulled both his cock
and the butt plug out of me in one swift motion. Suddenly he positioned the
head of his cock against my now dilated asshole and easily entered my
well-lubricated ass. He pushed his cock all the way, until I felt his balls as
they slapped against my clit then slowly pulled out until just the head of his
cock remained inside me. He repeated these strokes several more times, each
time pushing a muffled grunt out of me. My grunts soon turned to moans of
pleasure as he grabbed hold of my ass cheeks to spread them wide apart. His
thrust became more forceful as my orgasm began to build again. Bruno was now
pulling me back against him as he impaled my ass onto his engorged cock, as I
surrendered pushing back to help him. Our rutting kept up, as the speed and
force increased, for what seemed like hours. My body shuddered as one orgasm
after another exploded through my being. Suddenly as my sphincter muscle
clamped down around his veiny, expanding shaft he jerked violently, sending
streams of hot cum into my stuffed ass. Bruno withdrew his still pulsating cock
out of my ass to jerk the last spurts of cum onto my back and ass cheeks while
grunting through heavy breaths.
Bruno stood up and made his way over to the sink to clean himself off
and retrieve his pants leaving me slumped over the bed. I lay there, still
prone, drenched in sweat desperately trying to get enough air into my lungs nose
while fighting off unconsciousness. Once straightened up he returned to my
still heaving body and gave me a slap across each of my ass cheeks, bring me
back to reality. He bent down next to head and whispered maliciously into my
ear.
"You had better get some rest as you only have a few hours before
Veronica returns to get you ready for tonight. You already wasted forty-five
minutes with your slutty desires. I'll leave you now before you're tempted to
try and seduce me again." He finished as he laughed leaving my cell.
He left me there with my hands locked to the sides of my harness, the
spreader bar attached to my ankles and the penis gag strapped firm to my head.
As I calmed down, I realized how much I needed to get some rest if I was to
survive whatever Veronica had in store for me tonight. There was no way I was
going to be able to rest, let alone sleep, if I stayed in this position that
Bruno left me. Using my shoulders and knees I was able to inch my legs away
from the bed before pulling myself to a kneeing position with my ass resting on
my heels. I was then able bring my body upright and managed to turn my back to
the bed by teetering back and forth on my knees. I then allowed myself to fall
back onto the bed and used my legs to push myself until my ass was past the
edge. Raising my legs up high I started to shuffle my shoulders, back and ass
until I accomplished getting my legs and feet over the bed as well. By now I
was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily on the brink of exhaustion and slumped
down into the mattress. The cool air of the cell gently brushed over my body
causing a chill over my entire length. With no way of covering myself against
the chill I simply closed my eyes hoping my exhaustion would soon overcome me
and allow me to sleep.
