by Kim Knight
‘Please,’ Alex gasped when the pressure became too much, ‘please ... stop!’
Maria let go but kept her mouth hovering at the bruised bud, ‘And what will you do for me?’
Alex had no answer to give, all she could say was, ‘I don’t know.’
‘Will you fuck me?’
Alex swallowed, ‘I don’t know how.’
Maria laughed, lifting her head, ‘Do you masturbate?’
‘Yes,’ Alex whispered.
Maria released her hands from the hook and started to unfasten one of the cuffs, ‘Then just do that.’
Before either of them could do anything else, there was a knock at the door.
‘How’s it going?’ Kate asked.
Cursing quietly, Maria glared at Alex, a clear warning to not say anything. ‘We’re all done!’ Maria called and pushed Alex out of the way so that she could open the door.
Kate stepped in, frowning when she saw the flush around Alex’s nipple but choosing not to comment. Instead she studied Alex’s hair and nodded with satisfaction, ‘Wonderful, Maria, Master will be pleased.’
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Alex stood in the centre of the dungeon while Kate slowly circled her. They were both naked and Alex couldn’t help but stare at Kate’s swollen, pronounced nipples. She longed to draw the buds between her teeth, to taste the pimpled flesh for the first time. She imagined how they would feel, rolling over her tongue, as her hands searched lower. She wanted to shake her head, to clear the thoughts that had become an accompaniment to much of her day. But when she was around Kate she felt a pleasant warmth low down, between her thighs. Her heart beat faster and it took all her willpower not to meet that beautiful hazel gaze.
Alex jumped as Kate ran her fingers through the back of her hair, scratching her nails over her scalp. ‘Master will be pleased with this,’ she said, as much to herself as to Alex. She suddenly gripped her hair and yanked her head back, making her gasp with the sudden harshness, ‘Are you happy with what I have done to you, whore?’
Alex felt tears prickling her eyes as she responded, ‘Yes, Miss.’
Kate ran her mouth across Alex’s face, licking at her chin and neck and making her quiver. ‘You are so responsive,’ she laughed as her other hand ran across Alex’s breast, ‘You have been awakened, wouldn’t you agree?’
Alex quivered as goosebumps rose along her skin in the wake of those slim fingers, ‘Yes, Miss.’
Kate let go of her hair and Alex stood up straight as Kate started to circle her once more. ‘I am going to show you such pleasures ... such delights ...’ she smiled to herself, ‘... you really have no idea what I have planned for you.’
Alex’s gut twisted with fear and anticipation. She was pretty sure that there was more than just pleasure and delight awaiting her. The throbbing of her scalp told her that and her very surroundings confirmed it.
Kate stopped in front of Alex, studying her downcast eyes. ‘You are even prettier now,’
Alex flushed, ‘Thank you, Miss.’
‘Has no one ever called you that before?’
‘No, Miss,’
Kate was thoughtful for a moment, ‘We will talk about your background as your training continues ... it will enable you to forget your past and think only of the present.’
Alex lifted her eyes momentarily and then lowered them again, ‘Miss, what about the future?’
Kate gave a small laugh, ‘A slave lives only for now. They serve their Master or Mistress in that moment, anything else is of no concern.’ Kate moved to the side of the room and returned carrying a slim dildo. ‘Now, watch closely, whore ...’
Alex watched as Kate slowly lowered herself to the ground and spread her legs. Her slim fingers ran over her labia lips, spreading them so that she could run the end of the phallus over her clitoris. ‘To start with, it’s the anticipation of what is to come ...’ she sighed as she pressed the phallus against her clitoris, ‘... I know that I am going to slide this into my cunt and I know that it will feel wonderful ... but if I can just hold off ...’ She dipped the phallus lower, circling the entrance to her pussy. Her labia glistened, the smooth nub of her clitoris protruding, as if to feel the phallus and the sweet friction it brought. Alex licked her lips as she watched, feeling her arousal growing along with Kate’s. She shared her anticipation, longing to see the phallus plunge into her pussy but at the same time enjoying the sight of it sliding between her labia lips. She loved the way that her lips moved around the phallus, at one moment stretched and at the next, released. She watched the wonderful quivers running along Kate’s thighs and longed to run her tongue alongside them. She suddenly wanted to chase each quiver with light kisses, chase them all the way up her skin until she reached the wet delight that was her pussy.
She cleared her throat and whispered, ‘Please, Miss, let ... let me?’
Kate smiled up at her and slowly slid the phallus into her pussy. They locked stares, Alex’s eyes widening as she watched the pleasure roll across Kate’s face. ‘Watch,’ Kate breathed and as Alex turned her gaze lower, Kate rolled her hand around the phallus so that she could press the base of her thumb against her clitoris. She groaned softly, holding the dildo deep inside her. Alex licked her lips and took half a step forward, bending slightly at the waist. ‘Move another fucking inch and I will put you in a frame,’ Kate snarled harshly.
Alex straightened, tears glinting in her eyes once more at the harshness of Kate’s response. ‘I just want to pleasure you, Miss.’
‘You haven’t got the right to pleasure me,’ Kate hissed as she slid the dildo free and then plunged it back in. She continued to fuck herself slowly, her sighs turning into small groans.
The sound of the door opening made Kate look over her shoulder and she smiled as her husband stepped in. ‘Good evening, dear, have you had a good day?’
He stared at her as he closed the door, ‘Not as good as you by the looks of it ... how goes the training?’
‘Early days,’ Kate sighed as she continued to move the dildo back and forth.
Alex stared from one to the other, stunned by the scene that was playing out before her. Was sex such a natural act to these people that he didn’t even bat an eyelid when he walked in to find his wife masturbating in front of a stranger? Alex felt stupid when she regarded her own reaction. Kate had made Alex cry out in pleasure right in front of this man - why should this be any different?
Marshall crossed the room and slowly lifted Kate’s collar from where it was hanging on an ornate hook. He turned to her and held it out, his eyebrow raised.
Kate shook her head, ‘I have things to do before dinner,’
A harsh look crossed Marshall’s face and his lips twisted angrily, ‘They can wait.’
Sighing, Kate slipped the dildo from her pussy and left it on the floor before she rolled onto her knees and crawled over to where he stood. He fixed the collar around her neck and then waved for her to return to her original position. She did so and slid the dildo back into her pussy, holding it there while she waited for him. He returned with a black whip, Alex stared at the strands of leather that hung down from the plaited handle.
‘Continue,’ her Master ordered as he stood over her head, the flogger raised.
‘Yes, Master,’ Kate whispered and started to slide the dildo back and forth.
Alex jumped as the flogger slapped across Kate’s breasts, making the slave gasp and lift her hips. Another blow followed, then another. Barely a moment’s pause between each one. Soon Kate’s breaths were gasps of pleasure and her hand worked the dildo in a frenzy, her legs quivering as she drove it into herself. Alex’s gaze alternated between the soaking cunt and the leather flogger that fell over and over again across the reddened breasts.
‘Enough,’ he announced suddenly as he cast the flogger aside.
On the brink of climax, Kate gritted her teeth painfully as she slid the dildo free. She quivered with unspent lust as she waited for him to shed his clothes. Alex expected him to move between Kate’s legs but instead he knelt over her head. Alex stared in surprise as she watched Kate tip her head back slightly and open her mouth to welcome his cock. He slid easily into her and began to fuck her mouth as if it were a pussy before him. Alex could feel her pussy moistening and a strange heat radiated up from her cunt to smother her stomach and breasts. Then Kate’s Master supported himself on one arm and, still fucking her mouth, he drove three fingers into her soaking cunt. Kate bucked against him and he groaned loudly, pushing his cock deeper and making her gag. His fingers probed her deeply and as she groaned and quivered, he pushed himself deep into her mouth again and held himself there as she convulsed in climax. As her movements eased, he pulled back and then fucked her quickly, his bollocks slapping her face. Then suddenly he groaned and pushed himself deep once again. Her hands lifted to grip his quivering buttocks as he gritted his teeth and groaned deep in his chest. Sighing with satisfaction, he climbed off her and headed for the door. ‘I’m going to take a shower, put that whore in her room and then come and join me ... keep your collar on.’
‘Yes, Master,’ Kate responded and slowly climbed to her feet.
Alex was led to her room and she sat on the bed, her pussy and breasts aching with arousal. Kate turned for the door but then stopped and studied her. Nodding to herself, she returned to the bed and waved for Alex to lie down so that she could clip her wrist cuffs to the wall. When she had left, Alex groaned with disappointment. She had longed to dip her hands between her legs the moment she was left alone. Kate had obviously realised that and had restrained her as a result.
In the hour or two that followed, Alex tried hard not to think about Kate for fear that she would only make her arousal worse. It was a futile effort. Every time Alex closed her eyes she could see the woman as she slid the dildo into her beautiful cunt. And even when she opened her eyes, the images still flashed through her mind. Alex had never been so turned on and the sensation grew from acutely uncomfortable to near painful as time ticked by.
When the door opened again, Alex almost jumped off the bed, gasping in pain when she wrenched her shoulders. Kate didn’t seem to notice the reaction as she stepped into the room and moved to unfasten the cuffs from the wall. This time, though, she removed the bar from between them and Alex was grateful to just let her arms hang by her sides.
Alex took a moment to study Kate. The collar was gone and she was dressed in a pretty, thin dress that accentuated her curves. Without saying a word, Kate turned for the door and Alex followed. Strangely, she had got used to the sensation of being naked around Kate but her embarrassment and anxiety grew as she followed Kate into the living room to see Marshall and two other men sitting at the table. They both appraised Alex as she followed Kate into the room, their eyes hungry. Alex stayed close behind Kate, taking what little comfort and shelter she could from the tall woman. She was led to the corner of the room and made to sit on the floor, as she had earlier in the kitchen. Then, paying her no further heed, Kate moved to sit beside her husband at the table.
‘Your new pet is rather small, isn’t she?’ one of the men asked.
Marshall shrugged, ‘I am merely bowing to the wishes of my beautiful wife, she requested a distraction.’
As before, the conversation continued and although Alex tried to follow what they were saying, they spoke about things and people that she had no knowledge of and so she let her mind drift, although this time she was careful not to drift too far.
After drinks, Kate served the three courses of their meal as they chatted good naturedly. After the meal and with the table cleared, the smell of cigar smoke filled the air.
‘So, Kate, how good is your new pet?’
Alex looked up quickly when she felt all their eyes upon her. She quickly dipped her head again and tried to relax her breathing as her heart suddenly pounded in her chest.
‘She has potential,’ Kate replied and was about to add more but her husband cut her off.
‘She hopes she has potential,’ he announced, ‘Kate is to be punished if I decide that the little whore isn’t worth keeping.’
‘Is that so?’ one of the men laughed and clapped his hands, ‘Well then, let’s see what sort of potential the slut has.’
‘She is not ready for a public display.’ Kate responded.
‘Oh, Kate,’ Marshall laughed, ‘Let’s not disappoint our guests ... I’d like to see what she is capable of too.’
Alex looked from one to the other, her face white with fear.
‘Gary, Peter,’ she replied, looking between them, ‘I’d rather not -’
‘Kate,’ Marshall said quietly, his voice thick with warning, ‘get the slut onto the table and let’s see her potential.’
It seemed that Kate was about to argue again but the look on her husband’s face stopped her. Nodding slowly, she stood and approached Alex who shrunk away from her. ‘Get up,’ Kate hissed, bending to grab her arm.
‘Please,’ Alex cried as she was propelled towards the table.
‘She’s a pissy little one, isn’t she?’ the man called Peter laughed as he helped Kate to lift Alex onto the table. Alex kicked out but the men just laughed as they held her wrists and ankles. She continued to struggle and Kate lifted her hand, ‘With respect, gentleman, she is a fragile thing. I respectfully ask that we hold off on fucking her,’ Kate looked at her husband, ‘She is, after all, new at this.’
‘She’s a virgin?’ one of the other men asked.
‘Untouched by cock, apparently,’ Marshall laughed, ‘although her pussy has enjoyed the attentions of my wife’s tongue and fingers.’
‘Greatly enjoyed?’ Peter asked.
Marshall smiled at him, ‘Very much so ... it made me question her honesty with regards to her claims of virginity.’
‘You discredit your wife’s abilities, Gary.’
He shrugged and waved at his wife, ‘Show us your prowess then, my dear.’
Nodding, Kate moved to the head of the table and motioned for the men to move Alex closer. They did so, pulling her to the edge of the table so that her legs hung off the edge. She cried out in fear as she watched two of the men slip their belts from their trousers. They laughed at her again, shaking their heads at her naivety. She gasped as her legs were spread painfully, her hips protesting at the awkward angle and the men bent, using the belts to fasten her ankles to the table legs. She struggled to ease the discomfort but two of the men held her wrists and stretched her as far as they could along the table. Kate tossed one of the men the small bar that would fasten the cuffs at her wrists together, enabling just one of them to hold her steady. As he did, the other man ran his rough fingers over her breasts, making her grimace. He noticed her reaction and looked at Marshall, ‘She has a lot to learn, doesn’t she?’
Marshall nodded and glanced at his wife, ‘Yes, she does.’
The man looked at Kate as well, ‘Can she do it?’
‘It doesn’t matter to me either way,’ he responded.
The man’s eyebrows flicked up, ‘You would waste the money spent on her?’
Marshall smiled, ‘Nothing spent, nothing lost.’
‘Really? Another freebie?’ the man laughed, ‘How the fuck do you do it?’
Another freebie? Alex stared from one man to the other, Mia? Had this happened to her? An image of her friend, tied spread-eagled across this very table seared through her mind. Alex knew that Mia hadn’t been a virgin, had Kate had no compulsion then about letting these men ... the thought chilled her even as heat radiated down from her breasts as images of Mia and these men flashed through her mind. At that moment Kate’s lips found her labia and Alex tipped her head back, crying out. The men applauded instantly, the sound of th
e animalistic enjoyment made Alex shiver with fear, which served only to heighten her response to Kate’s mouth at her pussy. Her head fell back onto the table and she groaned over and over again as pleasurable quivers ran through her.
‘I wonder, Gary,’ the man who had been speaking a moment ago continued, ‘since your wife is less than happy for us to enjoy this whore, might I ...’
Although he didn’t finish the sentence, Marshall clearly knew what he meant because he nodded, ‘Of course.’
Alex lifted her head and watched as the man moved around the table to stand behind Kate. She hardly paused in her movement as he lifted her skirt and then lowered his fly. Alex cried out as Kate’s mouth was pushed against her pussy and both the man and Kate groaned as he slid into her. Alex looked at Marshall, astounded to see the delight on his face as he watched another man fucking his wife. Slowly, Marshall’s hand lowered and she watched him unfasten his fly. She looked away but found herself staring at another cock as Peter stood the other side of the table, stroking his hard penis as his eyes flicked between the bound Alex and Kate as she was fucked.
A loud smack echoed around the room and Kate gasped against Alex’s pussy, her nails digging into her thighs. Alex lifted her head and watched as the man delivered a succession of smacks to Kate’s buttocks. Then suddenly he grabbed her hips and slammed into her, rocking both her and Alex as he thrust into her cunt. Kate groaned over and over, her attentions at Alex’s pussy less defined. Marshall must have noticed because he leant over and grabbed the back of Kate’s hair, pulling her head up, ‘You are there to pleasure the whore, not enjoy yourself.’ He let go of her hair and Kate’s mouth worked once more at Alex’s pussy, making her cry out again. The sound was too much for the man fucking Kate and, with a small cry, he held himself deep inside her as he gasped and quivered. Then, after delivering another slap to her glowing rump, he moved away.
