EARNING HER KEEP [THE MASTERS' DUNGEON #1]

by Candace Smith

  "Thank you, Master." Ravenous looked at Amy.

  Amy finally understood and whispered, "Thank you, Master."

  Ravenous took her hand and led her to the bar. The swinging of the connecting chain reminded her to stay close to her friend. "Ravenous, what does my sign say?"

  Ravenous chewed her lip. "You have to get ten of the patrons to initial they drank from your tits." Her eyes widened, "Each tit. You need twenty signatures. Oh god, Prosperity, I have to beg for ten. Sometimes, even after you do your job, they just laugh at you and don't sign. I know some of the Masters to avoid, but I don't know how we're going to collect twenty initials."

  Amy could see Ravenous was really scared about this. For Amy, the thought of offering her painful breasts to the cruel patrons terrified her. Knowledge and Ambition's punishments terrified her more. They entered the huge club area. There were four bars being manned by male pets.

  Female pets had drink trays chained onto them. Ravenous explained that the front trays chained to their collars and nipple rings were for drinks. They were supported by silicone phalluses vibrating inside their cores, which kept the proper expression of arousal on the pets' faces. The smaller trays (attached to the back rings of their collars and supported by the wands buried in their branded bottoms) held cigars.

  "It's considered an honor to be scheduled as a bartender or waitress. It means a patron was pleased by their performance in the dungeons," Ravenous told her.

  Amy shivered. "What happens in the dungeons?"

  "You try to pretend you're someplace … anyplace … else," she replied cryptically.

  There were men and women kneeling on either side of posts with their wrists and ankles latched to each other so they ringed the round pillars. Their collars were attached to the marble by a short latch at the back, keeping their heads upright and practically immobile so the ringed mouths were easily accessed. From one nipple a chain was attached and dangled a lighter. If the bruises were an indication, the free nipple was available for abuse.

  The women had curved poles inserted inside them, and they strained their thighs to keep the crystal ashtrays balanced. The men all had stiff erections and Ravenous explained more of the debauchery.

  "Their penises are ringed like your nipples so they can't cum. A prostrate massager keeps them erect. By the end of the night almost all of them will be crying. When they're unchained, their partner on the other side of the pole has to suck them off."

  Amy stared in horror as still more pets assumed their scheduled roles. Women lay on plush sofas, spreading their legs and raising their knees. Their hands began stroking their sex, smearing their cream and pinching nipples to erect tautness.

  Young men started weeping as they bent over the back of the furniture, staring into the aroused women's faces. Amy's mouth fell open as she watched them reach into a pot stuck to the side of the couch and spread their ass cheeks, plunging the lubrication inside themselves.

  "Oh my god," Amy gasped.

  "Prosperity, it's still better than the dungeons or being in training like we are. Beauty moved out of training last month and I've been the only one pleading with the customers to help me reach whatever goal I'm supposed to be obtaining. None of us know how the Masters' decide you are finished." Ravenous sounded miserable.

  Amy turned back towards the bar. The wide screen television showed Ravenous' ministrations to her breasts and pussy when they were in the room. She felt detached as she watched her own face flickering between misery and desire. She had never felt such shame.

  Ambition approached them with final words. "You will be called to the stage after the main event." His fingers worked Amy's nipples and she groaned as the rings were removed. White fluid immediately surfaced and began trailing down her belly. "Ravenous, keep her cleaned up. I imagine she'll stop leaking after a few signatures." He walked back to the door to greet the patrons while Ravenous lapped at the milk running down Prosperity's stomach.

  The clit chain tugged painfully until her tits finally settled down to a controllable drip and Ravenous could straighten again. Ravenous looked up and saw the wet cheeks of her partner. "I just keep telling myself to get through tonight and not think about tomorrow," she whispered.

  "I've heard that when the Masters decide they've fulfilled your wish, they sell you to one of the patrons. Some don't seem too bad. I heard 'Champion' screamed when he found out Mistress Carmell had bought him," Ravenous confided. "I keep hoping I'll finish my training soon so I can begin to have my wish fulfilled. I may end up sold to someone kinder, or may get a chance to escape."

  Amy considered her plan. She still hadn't accepted her situation, so what Ravenous suggested seemed far too distant. Her attention turned to the door as the patrons started to arrive. Ravenous gave her one more piece of advice. "Don't beg anyone to help you escape. They don't care that we've been kidnapped, they only want their pleasure. They'll report you to the Masters as a whiner, and then we'll both be punished."

  Amy shuddered. Her arms crossed modestly over her swollen breasts and denuded mound as men and women entered the club and passed by her without comment. They settled on the sofas and chairs and waitresses took their orders. Amy looked at the bizarre scene as the Mistresses in their corsets and men in their tight leather pants calmly discussed their obscene desires as if they were at a cocktail party.

  "Once they're settled, we need to get busy. With these chains, I can't get my card signed while we're working on yours. I think we need to do ten of yours, then mine, then your other ten, unless someone calls one of us over," Ravenous suggested.

  It seemed insane to be planning strategy for their own abuse. Ravenous pulled her towards two Masters sitting on a sofa. "I can't do this. Oh god, please Ravenous."

  "Shh. You're going to get us in trouble. Let me do the talking for now," she ordered. "Always kneel in front of them with your eyes on the floor. You're not permitted to look at them without their permission."

  As they got closer, Amy stared at the marble floor in humiliation as much as obedience. Ravenous held her hand and pulled her down. "Masters, would you like to be the first to try Prosperity's sweet milk?"

  Amy felt the flush all the way to her toes. Her head almost jerked up when a familiar voice chuckled and said, "Most definitely, pet."

  Her tears started spilling as a hand grabbed her breast. The man laughed again when a stream from her tortured breast squirted from the long overdue milking. "Let's treat each other," he suggested to the other Master.

  Each man grabbed a breast and squeezed, aiming the liquid into the other's mouth. They laughed as they adjusted their target. Penny's boyfriend, Mark, was the first one to sign Amy's card. "Oh Amer, I can't wait until you're ready for the dungeons."

  Amy wept silently as Ravenous managed to get a signature on her yellow card from Mark's companion. She realized any hope of Penny searching for her had just dissolved. They traveled the room and thankfully, only one Mistress sampled her product and sent her away without a signature. She was a new phenomenon, and Ravenous was pleased so many seemed willing to suck her friend's teats.

  Ravenous started pulling her towards a group of three men and two women. "No, Ravenous please, not him," she begged.

  "Three of them always sign, Prosperity. We can't pass them up." Ravenous felt the girl stall, and suffered the tug on their chain to pull her forward. Eventually, Prosperity would lose her self–consciousness and learn to get her signatures where she could. She knelt and Prosperity had no choice but to follow her.

  "This is the cow I was telling you about," the doctor bragged. "She's up to more than a cup a day from each breast."

  One of the women lifted the weight and noticed she already had eleven signatures. "Impressive, Jordan. I must admit, I thought you exaggerated about their size. Most of the pets pay a fortune for those assets," she laughed.

  "What did they name you, pet?" The doctor asked.

  Amy knelt in miserable silence. Ravenous answered, "The Masters have named her Pr
osperity."

  "I bet that was Ambition's idea," the doctor told his friends.

  "What was her wish?" a curious man asked.

  "She wished to make a lot of money," he replied. "The little pet neglected to say who the money would benefit."

  The group laughed as Amy's shoulders shook with her sobs. She wanted to crawl back to their room and bury herself in the pillows until she suffocated.

  "I certainly want to sample my efforts." He lifted her up and Ravenous quickly followed as he pulled Amy forward until she was straddling one of his legs. Ravenous stood by her side. The doctor sucked a puffy nipple into his mouth and Amy felt her milk flow. He let go of her flesh. When he released her, Ravenous immediately captured the still leaking bud. "How could I forget? Our new little pet is quite passionate. I created a toy to comfort her."

  He resumed sucking on her nipple while he hit the switch on the remote in his pocket. It took Amy a moment to register the buzzing in her channel. "Oh…oh, god no," she panicked.

  The doctor swept a finger up her slit and held the wet digit up for his friends while he continued to drink from her. Amy began a debasing rub along his thigh and whimpered.

  "Her tits are that sensitive?" One of the women asked.

  The doctor lifted his eyes to study the pet's face as he caressed her bottom, paying special attention as he traced her raw brand. She moaned at the pain that could not dissuade her passion.

  "What on earth, Jordan?" A Master asked.

  He finally stopped sucking. "It's not her tits that are that sensitive. It's that little bundle of nerves inside of her. With this pet in particular, it becomes as aroused as stroking the prostrate in a male. I inserted a pleasure bead controlled by remote. Our new little pet is so passionate that her need to orgasm out–weighs any pain we've subjected her to. Knowledge told me she even orgasmed while she was branded," he chuckled.

  Amy was fighting her climax. "Please, please turn it off," she begged.

  Ravenous was getting nervous. Her partner was not only whining, she was dangerously close to cumming without permission. She did the only thing she could think of. "Master, may Prosperity cum?"

  The doctor thought for a moment, and Ravenous shrank at the sadistic gleam in his eyes. "She may come when you do."

  Ravenous' knees almost buckled. She'd had to masturbate before Master Knowledge, but no one else. It took a few minutes to visualize different circumstances to allow it. She closed her eyes and began stroking herself. Prosperity was actively thrusting against the thigh separating her legs, and Ravenous panicked at her gasping breaths.

  Amy's voice shook, "Please, Master, may I cum?" It came out as a pitiful wail.

  "As soon as your little friend does," the doctor replied calmly.

  Not only Jordan's group of friends, but several Masters and Mistresses passing by, stopped to watch the two women. One was almost attacking her pussy in an attempt to arouse herself, and the one straddling the doctor's leg was clearly on the edge of an explosive eruption.

  Ravenous had managed to work up her juices when she felt the orgasm rip through Prosperity. The doctor kept the remote on and Amy felt herself getting caught up in the sensations again. "Ravenous, you'd better get busy, pet. Your friend may faint from climaxes," he chuckled.

  The five Masters and Mistresses and the crowd that had gathered around them, watched the fascinating torment as the cow closed her eyes and mindlessly humped the doctor's leg while he rubbed her burned bottom. Her milk was flowing freely, and one of the Mistresses latched her lips on a tit while Amy climaxed for the second time. She scribbled her initials, laughing as her hand had to chase the card pumping back and forth. It became a game and several more added their jerky initials as they chased a bulbous leaking mound or the card to confirm it.

  Another Master latched onto one of Amy‘s swaying breasts and by the time Ravenous managed to cum, Amy had four shattering orgasms and seven signatures on her card. The doctor ordered Ravenous to lick the copious juices off his leather pants and he and a Mistress initialed her yellow card for her effort. While the pets walked away, the doctor explained the vibrator to his friends.

  Ravenous kept them away from the patrons until Amy's shudders subsided. "We're doing pretty well. I only need three and you need four." She led them to three women. It wasn't that she preferred eating pussy, it was sometimes quicker. She had practiced her skills and was adept at bringing the cruel women pleasure.

  At last the cards were filled and Ravenous guided her towards Knowledge, sitting in his usual seat at the bar. "Well done, pets. Prosperity, each signature was worth two hundred dollars. And I charged the doctor one hundred for each of your four orgasms. You've made over four thousand dollars this evening. It's not a lot of money, but a very good start, don't you think?"

  Amy hitched a sob. "Yes Master."

  CHAPTER IV

  As she walked through the club demeaning herself, Amy didn't pay attention to the entertainment on the stage. Ravenous had been keeping an eye on the young woman being stretched and caned. She passed out five minutes ago. Knowledge had them kneeling at his feet. He rose and said, "Come, pets," and led them to the platform.

  Ambition was speaking. "It's so nice to have so many of our patrons together this evening." He saw Knowledge approaching with the pets and smiled. "I'm sure several of you have noticed our new pet this evening."

  Amy trembled at the laughter as she climbed the steps. Knowledge led her over to Ambition and she was grateful she couldn't see the faces of the patrons in the club with the stage lights glaring on her.

  "May we have a round of applause for Jordan? He has truly outdone himself to help us fulfill our little pet's wish," Knowledge hefted a swollen breast and laughed at his joke.

  The patrons clapped appreciatively, and Knowledge resumed talking. "Prosperity‘s wish was to make a lot of money. Thanks to Jordan's efforts to help us fulfill her desire, she has earned us over four thousand dollars this evening."

  People actually cheered and Amy wished a trap door would open beneath her. She wanted to scream to the people how the corrupt men had twisted her request.

  "By now, I'm sure the information has circulated about the doctor's new device. Our Prosperity is a natural submissive and she handles pain quite well. To help her earn more funds this evening, and to help Ravenous with her desire, we are having a bit of a contest. The waitress gave you cards earlier this evening."

  While Knowledge continued to speak, Ambition guided the girls to a frame and unchained their clits. He affixed a quivering Prosperity to the metal X by her wrists and ankles and tilted it slightly back. He pushed Ravenous to a kneeling position between Prosperity's spread legs and latched her wrists together so they rested near her friend‘s bottom.

  Knowledge explained the rules of the contest. "How many orgasms will our little pet offer before she faints? So far, nothing we have done has rendered her unconscious. She even orgasmed during her branding," he said for emphasis.

  Amy was already wracked with silent tears.

  "Ravenous, of course, will take care of her juices. This should ease her hunger quite substantially. Prosperity literally gushes with passion."

  Amy groaned in embarrassment and she thought she heard Ravenous gasp.

  "The waitresses will collect your cards in five minutes. Every correct guess will earn you one free dungeon session. Every wrong guess costs you five hundred dollars. Jordan has offered to answer your questions. Good luck." Knowledge concluded his speech.

  Amy began fighting her bonds. Ambition looked down on her cruelly. "The two of you are a good pair. There are a lot of ways we can ensure your wishes will be met."

  As with most things looked forward to with dread, time passed much too quickly. Knowledge slipped a cocktail napkin under Prosperity's bottom and whispered to Ravenous, "Miss one drop, my pet, and you will relieve all of the men at the polls this evening."

  It had been many days since Ravenous felt tears on her cheeks. She reached up between her f
riend's thighs. She spread Prosperity's labia and prepared to drink. After the experience with the doctor, she'd seen the profuse amounts the girl expelled during the forced climatic procedure.

  Amy groaned as the vibration began. After two minutes the patrons were cheering as her bottom clenched and she thrust into the air. Ravenous got scared about her own task and wrapped her arms tighter around Prosperity's thighs for access.

  Amy wailed as the first climax hit her. The cheers in the background grew loader as Ambition announced "One." Ravenous gulped and began sobbing herself. She fervently hoped her partner would faint soon.

  The second release caused Amy to scream and rolled quickly into a series of convulsions Ambition concentrated to count out. "Five, patrons. The count is at five," he said excitedly.

  Amy's head had dropped back, but she was still conscious. The heat built again. She shrieked three more climaxes before it was determined she'd fainted.

  Patrons bought drinks for the three who had guessed the unbelievable count of eight. Jordan and Mark congratulated themselves and one of the Mistresses who had been sitting with the doctor.

  All three asked Knowledge if they could wait to collect their dungeon winnings with Prosperity when she was released from training. For a fee of two hundred dollars each, he agreed. Her climatic performance had earned the club over twenty thousand dollars. She was making a lot of money.

  Ravenous' face was drenched and her stomach rolled with the completion of her task. She tried not to scowl as Knowledge approached, but he caught the look on her face.

  "My pet, you are positively soaked with lust," the Master chuckled and ruffled her curly mop. "You have earned a rest." Knowledge unhooked Amy from the frame and laid her on the floor of the stage. "When she comes back to us, you may go to your quarters and bathe. Ambition and I will be by to tuck you in when the club closes."

  Ravenous sat on the stage and glanced at the patrons. They were all finding outlets to relieve themselves after the arousing contest. Some of the newer males prone over the sofas were wailing as men‘s hips thrust into them and Mistresses with large strap–on dildos found available holes to attack.