Non Consensual Female

by Roget Gaiton

  317 listened to Mey Chun’s story with compassion and even asked a few questions. 317’s easy acceptance and honest sympathy for Mey Chun’s revelations for her made me proud to own her. By the time Mey Chun finished I was very close to sleep but ordered 317 to now tell Mey Chun about herself. Her tale was shorter. She told how her childhood had been normal but very dull so, craving excitement, she had joined the FBI and been trained for undercover work. What she hadn’t realized was that as part of her duties she also had to prostitute herself. Usually she had to become some drug dealer’s girlfriend in order to collect information on his organization. Worse yet she had to pretend to love them then later face them in court after a total betrayal. That actually bothered her more than the three men she had killed in the line of duty. When she finished I was seconds away from sleep when a hand began pleasuring my dick. One woman made me cum quickly and easily while the other slipped below the covers to catch my discharge in her mouth. I didn’t know which was which and didn’t care. The last thing I was aware of was the two of them kissing over my chest and telling each other that they loved each other.

  Day 23

  In spite of having gone to sleep first I woke up last. When I opened my eyes 317 and Mey Chun were sitting on my couch and whispering merrily to each other. They soon saw that I was awake the came over and piled into bed and took turns kissing me. That is about as good a way to wake up as there is and it was the beginning of a really wonderful day. When I was awake enough to move I told the women that I had to go to the bathroom. When I came back from the bathroom they were holding each other in my bed as though they had been lovers forever. I decided to take full advantage of the situation and had them both lie face down then sodomized them. I began with Mey Chun. Her anus is less tight than 317s but she moved her hips to pleasure me in a delightful way. After a while I shifted to 317. Her ass is much tighter than Mey Chun’s is and feeling from her rhythm that her pussy was growing very wet was a considerable turn on. When Mey Chun reached over and began rubbing my testicles it triggered a lovely orgasm inside 317’s ass.

  What the girls were up to was as obvious as it was delightful. They were making sure that I enjoyed the two of them together so that I would allow them to be together a lot. This is perfectly acceptable behavior in slaves. In fact it is the only form of power they are permitted to have and its use is encouraged. After spending some time enjoying two sets of everything female I ordered Mey Chun to run a bath for me. While she was gone I ordered a large breakfast for three to be delivered in half an hour and included in the order a request for a roll of plastic wrap and a bottle of chocolate syrup to be placed in the lower compartment of the cart.

  I had some heavy play in mind so I let everyone’s breakfast settle for a little while before starting. 317 and Mey Chun took a shower together, which they made into a great show to watch. Then they spent some time behind a closed bathroom door grooming themselves and each other. Judging by the giggles that came through they had a wonderful time with that and they both looked stunning when they came out. I actually took a deep breath and fortified myself. Mey Chun takes a lot of energy to subdue though she is well worth it.

  Grinning just as maliciously as I can I called Mey Chun over to the service cart from breakfast. When she got there I pulled the bottle of chocolate syrup out and handed it to her, then ordered her to fill her pussy with it. She looked at the bottle then did exactly what I hoped she would. She looked at me then looked at it then looked at me again and said, “Sir, that is a very unhealthy thing for a woman to do.” I slapped her face hard enough to sting and growled; “what did you say, Cunt?”

  She fell to her knees and said, “I beg your forgiveness sir, I said that filling my pussy with chocolate wouldn’t be healthy.” I stood over her and looked down at her as if she was an insect then putting as much contempt into my voice as I could asked her, “Who decides what goes inside your pussy, Slut?” She didn’t hesitate, “any Master here may put anything he likes inside me. It is one of the rules I live under, Sir.” Just to rub it in I asked, “Do you have any vote on what we stick in you, Bitch?” She said, “no Sir, no vote, no choice, no control. You may put anything inside me and I will take it.”

  If I had actually been angry Mey Chun’s words would certainly have mollified me. Since my anger was pretense they did nothing to assuage it. I looked around and saw that 317 was standing very still on the other side of the room and trying not to be noticed. She hadn’t realized yet that this was the play I had promised her and believed my anger was genuine just as Mey Chun did. I asked 317 what she thought should happen when a slave forgets that they are a slave. The answer had been part of her training from the first and though I don’t think she liked saying it she said, “they should be reminded with sufficient force to ensure that they do not forget it again, Sir.”

  I smiled and told her that I agreed. Then I ordered Mey Chun to stand and 317 to approach. Taking the syrup bottle from Mey Chun’s hands I ran a line of the sticky fluid from the cleft between her breasts to just above her pubis then dotted each of her nipples. Mey Chun stood there totally still and accepted the mild humiliation gracefully. I then turned to 317 and said, “You like licking this whore, don’t you?” She had realized now that I was playing and was not actually upset. This relaxed her considerably and let her sound sexy as she answered: “I love licking her body, Sir. Her skin is very soft and smooth and she tastes like candy.” Firmly into my role as abuser now I told her, “Her skin won’t be smooth for long. I am going to welt it. Now clean her with your tongue, slave.”

  317 began with the area between Mey Chun’s breasts just as I would have and moved downward slowly. By the time Mey Chun was clean she was also beginning to pant and flush. I inspected the job and made her lick a few spots even more including the nipples. When I was satisfied with the cleaning I began the next step by tucking the end of the plastic wrap between Mey Chun’s arm and her body. I then had her put both arms at her sides and her feet together and proceeded to wrap her entire body several layers thick. This is one of the most restrictive forms of bondage there is. When done properly, as I had done it, the subject is able to breathe freely but otherwise unable to move below the neck. I left Mey Chun standing like that for a minute while I spread a sheet of plastic over the floor then held her tightly as I carefully laid her down on it. Once she was on the floor I added the final and cruelest touch by lifting her head and very quickly winding about ten layers of the plastic over it. This cut off Mey Chun’s air and I let her struggle futilely to breathe for nearly thirty seconds before I used a small knife to make a slit over her mouth. I let her gasp a few times then covered the slit with my hand for another thirty seconds. This brought home the message that she was totally helpless in a very graphic way.

  Since Mey Chun’s hearing was now very muffled ,as was her sight, 317 felt free to ask me if I was really sure that this was what Mey Chun liked. I answered her honestly, saying that I didn’t know if she actually liked this part or not but that it would lead to something she not only loved but also needed. 317 smiled at that and asked what she should do next. I told her to lie down near Mey Chun and listen carefully to her breathing and to alert me if it showed any signs of growing labored. I also told her to touch her often so she would know that she was safe.

  Feeling pleasantly horny and wonderfully powerful I ordered a mug of hot chocolate from the kitchen then stretched out on the couch with a good book. I had been reading for about thirty minutes when Mey Chun finally began to struggle against her bonds. I walked over and watched her for a few minutes to make sure that she was not in serious discomfort or danger then went back to my reading. 317 was bothered by Mey Chun’s suffering so I gave her permission to offer any comfort that she could. In response she lay down next to Mey Chun and wrapped her arms around her and began whispering that it would be ok and that I wouldn’t abuse her more than she could take. I don’t know if Mey Chun could hear her or not but she quickly settled down and began holding s
till again. That was what I had been waiting for. During the first stretch Mey Chun coped with her captivity by telling herself that she would be freed before it affected her too much. Now she was coping with it in the only other way that she could. By accepting her helplessness and submitting to it.

  I was watching the clock carefully and only left her there for another ten minutes though I bet that either of the slaves would swear that it had been an hour or more. When the time was up I used a pair of medic scissors to cut Mey Chun free. As I began to cut I forbid Mey Chun to move or speak. That was for her own protection, plastic wrap can cause itching and since her own perspiration would have softened her skin, scratching might have damaged it. Once all the plastic was off I had 317 help her to stand. 317 pleased me with the way she moved in and held Mey Chun close in spite of the fact that the plastic covering had caused her to become a bit less than fresh. I dried Mey Chun a little with a soft towel then ordered her to go stand in the shower. She all but ran to obey.

  I didn’t allow Mey Chun to wash herself or use words to tell 317 what she needed but once I ordered 317 to wash her they communicated non-verbally well enough to get Mey Chun fully clean. I saw that they were managing well. I ordered 317 to put lotion on Mey Chun after they came out and went to deal with a messy pile of plastic on my floor. Mey Chun has high thresholds but after such harsh bondage it was time to give even her a break. So, when the two women came out of the bathroom all scrubbed and pretty I ordered Mey Chun to sit on the floor and put her left hand between her legs. Once she had obeyed I told her that she could relax for a while as long as she stayed on the floor and her hand stayed on her genitals. She pointed to her lips asking if she could speak again. I said no but knew that she must need something so I ran down the list asking if she was hungry, thirsty, cold, needed lip balm or needed to use the bathroom. She indicated that she was thirsty and needed to use the bathroom so I sent 317 to fetch her some water. I waited for her to drink her fill then walked her to the bathroom and watched her relieve herself. The fact that she posed herself for my pleasure and never removed her hand pleased me greatly.

  317 and I spent the next hour on the couch together watching a rerun movie on television and talking and necking. Mey Chun settled in near our feet. wrapped in a blanket and seemed totally content there on the floor. touching herself silently. Whenever the movies plot lagged I had Mey Chun masturbate for my amusement and even allowed her to orgasm once. When it ended I asked 317 what she wanted. then ordered a nice lunch for two to be delivered to the room. Once the order was placed 317 asked my permission to go to the bathroom. While she was gone I amused myself by having Mey Chun get up on one hand and knees then fingering her ass roughly with two condom covered fingers. When 317 emerged and saw what I was doing she commented that Mey Chun seemed to be getting very wet. I agreed and asked her if she thought I should let Mey Chun cum. 317 smiled and said that Mey Chun had been very obedient and submissive and certainly deserved a good orgasm. She then watched Mey Chun build towards orgasm for just a few seconds before saying: “Let her have one by tonight at the latest.” The groan Mey Chun let out was wonderful.

  When lunch arrived I allowed Mey Chun to remove her hand from her pussy so that she could stand up and walk around. I then moved a couple of chairs to the small table in my room and ordered her to serve our lunches. I demanded what we call “close service”, that means that she not only presented the food, she cut our bites for us, sweetened my tea and wiped our chins with our napkins for us. When 317 and I had both finished I had Mey Chun kneel before me with both hands behind her back and allowed her to eat the table scraps from my hand. That is one of those simple forms of domination that is so sensuous to me. Having a beautiful woman eat scraps from your hand is an experience every man should have at least once in his life.

  I was full and content and very pleased. I was also ready for a nap. I went to my nightstand and, blocking the women’s view so that they did not know the time frame, I set my alarm to go off in forty-five minutes. I then ordered the two women to get in bed and make love as they would if they were in private and had all the time in the world. As they headed for the sheets I added an order that Mey Chun not orgasm. By now both of them were far enough into submission that neither showed any resistance to that order. I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes without bothering to watch even the first kiss. The reason I didn’t care to watch the women making love ties to one of those ironic differences between the genders. Any time a man tells you that he has watched two women make love and enjoyed it either he is lying or the women staged the show for his enjoyment. Trying to watch two women make love naturally will drive any man right up the wall. By male standards they are glacially slow and don’t have anywhere near enough orgasms. Worse yet they seem to touch everywhere except where you want to see them touch most of the time.

  I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock accompanied by the sound of 317 having an orgasm. I desperately wanted to go have sex with one or both of the slaves but I knew that this was going to be a long erotic day and the body’s resources only go so far so I resisted. I was still sleepy and feeling self-indulgent so I climbed into bed between the two women and ordered them both to masturbate for ten minutes without cumming then wake me up. I faked my sleep but enjoyed lying there with my eyes closed, knowing that one of the best ways to excite a submissive woman is often to ignore her while she serves. I suspect that they both knew that I was feigning sleep since the sounds I heard were so compelling that they came close to being a seduction.

  I had intended to take the full day off but I wanted 317 to abuse Mey Chun some without me so I decided to go into the office and check on things there. Once I was all the way awake from my nap I ordered 317 to put heavy leather wrist and ankle cuffs on Mey Chun. She finished that at about the time I finished dressing so we worked together to bind Mey Chun face down on the bed and stretched tightly to its four corners. I then ordered 317 to choose something good to watch on television and spend every commercial break abusing Mey Chun in either entrance with one of the many internal toys in my dresser. I then kissed each woman told her that she was beautiful squeezed a handful of her rump and departed for work.

  Once I got to the office it only took me about ten minutes to convince myself that I wasn’t needed there. I left then stopped briefly in the control room and, after entering my own security code, called up the cameras in my room. 317 was standing there working a vibrating shaft inside Mey Chun’s ass. Mey Chun was responding to it powerfully when the show suddenly came back on and 317 turned the vibration off but left the shaft inside and walked away.

  I took a roundabout route back to my room and checked the progress of several of the slaves in training, just to give 317 and Mey Chun a full hour alone together. When I finally got back 317 was stroking a largish gel type dildo in and out of Mey Chun’s pussy. Mey Chun was whimpering in time to the strokes and whimpered even harder when they stopped as 317 came into my arms to greet me. After a suitable hug and smooch with 317 I went over and released Mey Chun from the bedposts. One of the hardest skills to master as a Master is telling how deep into submission a woman is. Rolling Mey Chun over I looked into her eyes and saw that they were inclined to roll backwards in her head. That is a very good sign. I then touched her pussy rudely and watched her body gravitate towards my hand for more. That was another good sign, so I gave her the final test. I sucked each of her nipples for a moment to make them fully hard then put a pair of serious nipple clamps on them. As soon as they were fastened I studied her face closely. What I saw was that she was pleased to have the clips on which indicated that she was down pretty deep but she also showed signs that they hurt which meant that she wasn’t as deep as I have seen her go.

  I now had to do a mid course correction. Mey Chun is normally a hard woman to take all the way down. I had anticipated keeping her in close bondage for a couple of more hours, then taking her to the punishment room for a long session to accomplish it. With her so close already I
had to decide if I wanted to put her over the edge and take her now or let her rise a little and put her all the way down later. Once I clarified it in my head the decision was an easy one. Things can always happen and if for no other reason than that now is usually better than later. Putting on my “command voice” which is brusque and I’m told a little bit frightening, I ordered 317 to place a chair by and facing the bed, then sit on it with her legs spread very wide and masturbate. Mey Chun I put back down on the bed minus the clips, face down, with arms and legs spread wide.

  I began by spanking Mey Chun’s rump. For her this is an act of affection since a man who wasn’t very fond of her would use a tool rather than his own hand. Once I had her good and pink I picked up my favorite whip. This is a short one, less than three feet in total length and with about a dozen soft leather tassels. It was the first whip I ever owned and inflicts a considerable sting with virtually no damage. I gave her a long and slow whipping from top to bottom with it. No one stroke was very harsh but I subjected her to nearly a hundred of them all told. Mey Chun flinched and whimpered at the first few, then began to accept her fate and silently endure. Not wanting 317 to feel neglected I stopped twice during the beating and ordered her to cum as I watched. She did so easily and fully.